Plastic Cigarette Plastic Cigarette Lyrics Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine But I don't mind a few lines tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway [Verse 2] Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'
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Its always a big thrill to ride over the into the city and ride out of it
Then, as Im walking out, she shouts, I didnt even tell you that I twirl a magnificent baton!grabbing one and spinning it backward and forward, in her right hand and her left, and around her waist and back the other way around her head, because for reasons I will never know, the baton just happens to be in reach
