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a cigarette in the summer feels like
licking the bottom of an ashtray
and I wait for winter
with other well dressed sinners

and everybody wants to kiss your hand
and everybody wants to be your man
and everybody wants feel your summer sunday

a cigarette on a sunday feels like
licking holy ghosts
I will burn this holy body
hoping for a better hobby

cuz everybody wants to be lou reed
and everybody wants to cut and bleed
an everybody wants to rest in peace
on a sunday afternoon when there's nothing left to do

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