Chesterfield King

We stood in your room and laughed out loud
 Suddenly the laughter died, we were caught in an eye to eye
 We sat on the floor and did we sit close
 I could smell your thoughts and thought, do you want to touch a lot like me?
 Too scared to say a thing
 I left your house and kicked myself
 I put those feelings on a shelf to die
 I guess I'm not a gambling type
 But think of what the two of us had lost
 I needed some time to think it out
 7-Eleven parking lot, a toothless woman turned and stopped
 I gave her a dime and a Chesterfield
 She leaned down and kissed my cheek, I was scared but it felt sweet
 Felt so sweet
 She asked me if I had a name
 I told her I was glued up on some chick
 We sat and smoked against the wall
 Drank a beer, felt the chill of fall
 I took my car and drove it down the hill by your house
 I drove so fast
 The wind it couldn't cool me down, so I turned it around
 And came back up
 You were waiting on your step, steam showing off your breath
 And water in your eyes
 We pulled each other into one, parkas clinging on the lawn
 And kissed right there
 Said all my chicks smoke these things
 And handed you a Chesterfield King
 Held your hand and watched TV
 And traced the little lines along your palm