Evyn Charles
Pop Culver City, USA evyncharles.com/
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SECOND HAND SMOKE
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Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any, it's your second-hand love that's been killing me..." Her second-hand smoke lingers in the room like the love he feels for her... staying with someone that you know is bad for you! PRO RECORDIN
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Peak: #219   (107,108 songs currently in Urban)
Peak in sub-genre: #120   (63,560 songs currently in R&B/Soul/Pop)
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May 06, 2014
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Bitrate: 160 kbps. Runtime: 3:22. File size: 3.86 MB.
Writer (words/music)
Evyn Charles
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Evyn Charles
Story behind the song
I started writing this song in my head after overhearing someone's conversation. It turns out I had misheard what they said, but this was more interesting than what they actually had been talking about!
Lyrics
Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any It's your second-hand love that's been killing me I know you're bad for me and I keep trying to quit But you're like nicotine and I'm a total addict Standing in the doorway outside your office You looked more glamorous than Bette Davis I took a few puffs myself just to have an excuse To break the ice and spend some time with you Seeing you with others is too hard to take But I have to be with you even if it's a mistake Because the passion I feel burns like a wild fire Every day getting stronger and hotter Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any It's your second-hand love that's been killing me You tell me all about the reds and the lights But then your love burns out, nothing left but the ash There's a smell in my place that keeps lingering on Even for days later, long after you're gone And the smoke rings you blow into the sky Can suddenly turn into a thundercloud You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I'm the lover of a smoker and the joke is on me* Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any It's your second-hand love that's been killing me I know you're bad for me and I keep trying to quit But you're like nicotine and I'm a total addict Woo, hoo, hoo... Yeah, yeah, yeah... I don't listen to a word of anybody's advice You take my breath away and probably years off my life But the Patch and Nicorette won't do it for me And I don't have the willpower to go cold turkey Everyone can see we're a terrible match The way you treat me so bad, argue and fight But Baby, let's do like the Indians did Smoke a peace pipe and bury the hatchet Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any It's your second-hand love that's been killing me I know you're bad for me and I keep trying to quit But you're like nicotine and I'm a total addict Your second-hand smoke doesn't bother me any It's your second-hand love that's been killing me Yeah, your second-hand love has been killing me Girl, your second-hand love is what's been killing me (*) Reference to Steve Miller Band's "The Joker"
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