Week 81 - "Secondhand Smoke"

Having smoke blown in my face is a pet peeve of mine.

Lyrics:

v. 1

Eb5 Db5 Ab5
Big man
with the game plan
Always got to have
A cigarette in your hand.
Ab5 Gb5 Db5
Too cool
for school
Eb5 Db5 Ab5
Always cough and hack
And looking like a fool.
Gb
You ask me what's my problem and I don't know how to answer
Ab                                                      Bb
Maybe I don't care for you to share your lung cancer with me.

Eb5 Db5 Ab5

v.2
At your place,
It's your space.
It's still pretty rude,
Blowing smoke in my face.
You don't think
A single wink
You don't realize
How much it makes you stink.
You think I'm acting prissy and you say to stop my chatter,
Maybe you will never get it ever why it matters to me.

Chorus:
Eb5 Gb5 Ab5
I can't stand your secondhand smoke.
It really makes me want to choke.
You know, this really is no joke.
Db5                                        Eb5
Someday it's gonna make you croak.

v. 3
Nicotine
You're never clean.
The smell is in your hair.
And even on your jeans.
Your bloodshot eyes
Are no surprise.
I hope you give it up.
Someday when you get wise.
You ask me what's my problem and I don't know how to answer
Maybe I don't care for you to share your lung cancer with me.