Jealous Of Your Cigarette Lyrics - Singles - Hawksley Workman

No muscle man, no candy cane 

No pack of sexy starving wolves 

No money talking, moonlight walking 

Lady shocking, big crow cocking 

Those ladybugs can go to blazes 

Here and there go pretty faces 

All of this don't mess my stuffing 

Only one thing got me huffing 

I'm jealous of your cigarette 

And all the things you do with it 

I'm jealous of your cigarette 

And the pleasure that you get from it 

And not me 

All this time your talking no 

No king, no prince with gold ring pinky 

I suggest that we do something kinky 

No pilot flying private plane 

To smooch you on the hills of Spain 

No catapult to all night kisses 

That old thing just always misses 

All of this don't mess my stuffing 

Only one thing got me huffing 

I'm jealous of your cigarette 

And all the things you do with it 

I'm jealous of your cigarette 

And how you wanna suck on it 

And not me 

All this time your talking no 

All this time your talking no 

I'm jealous of your cigarette (Repeat X 9)