Daily I'm walking somewhere on the street
Just hoping for some fresh air I can breathe
Praying that just one day I could be spared
The smell of tobacco that's always in the air ( I never am)

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I never have, been able to avoid the stench
When running home or on a bench
Oh, it seems they want to torture me
And make me start chokin'
I'm sick of rampant smokin'
I must inhale it constantly
My lungs will soon be broken
I'm sick of rampant smokin'

Word on the street's they do it to lose weight
If they'd exercise it would be great
Then they'd be thin and in much better health
And what they don't buy will save them wealth

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I must inhale it constantly
My lungs will soon be broken