Nhạc sĩ: Glenn Tilbrook, Chris Difford
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
The cigarette of a single man
Burns in the ashtray by his bed
He pulls the ring off another can
And holds it up beside his head
The book he reads is on the floor
He's read it several times before
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
The cigarette of a single man
Sits in the ashtray on the bar
He sits and sips through several plans
But knows alone he won't go far
He needs to love another
He has to help him if another can
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
The cigarette of a single man
Lays in the gutter by his side
Now he's one of those little lambs
Who stray too far from the block to find
He's better off without the grief
The fever well between the teeth
And in his mouth as he's asleep
The cigarette of a single man
In his mouth between his cheeks
The cigarette of a single man
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to?
What you got to go home to...
What you got to go home to...