Text: Little Beirut. Cigarette Girls.

I pinned the corsage through the chiffon
I could see through the dress she had on
She could tie a cherry knot
With the tip of her tongue
I?ll bring her back by 10 O?clock
Don?t leave the light on, on, on
But I know that record plays all night
Angels in Heaven
Twirling their curls
I?m sixes and sevens
My Cigarette Girl
Oh, the record played all night
I remember coming on strong
?Cause it felt too good to be wrong
She?s alive! She?s bonafide!
Singing my song
But now I don?t tell anyone
That feeling?s been gone so long
And I know that record?s all I?ve got
Reeking of Mickeys and my dad?s cologne
Slept in her doorway, carry me home....