Smoke Cifras

[Intro]
G#7M   Cm7   A#m7
 
     G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Ohh, breathe in that smoke while you drive
     G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Ahh, breathe in that smoke while you drive
 
[Verse 1]
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  So many books I can read,  Oh they make me feel happy
A#m7
  But I write em' in a sad life, trying to make a new life, I used to spend all my money
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That I got from my job,   Better off without a job
A#m7
  Need a chance to spend all the dances, all the pretty prances that help me write a new song
 
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 And that gives me a good chance to be a woman
A#m7
 I don't wana see you, I dont wanna see you, no
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 And I know what it means to be covered in good music that you never hear
        A#m7
But I'm here now, and I breath loud
 
[Chorus 1]
G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Breathe in that smoke while you drive, baby
  G#7M            Cm7             A#m7    A#7   A#m7
I breathe in that smoke while you drive
 
[Chorus 2]
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  Heard a call, in a  bathroom stall in Harlem
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Oh, words were heard but I was there with my church we didn't bother
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Said, my mind is small but the world is large, oh brother
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And I pray to your Lord Jesus, as long as you and I are cronies, smoke another
 
[Interlude]
G#7M   Cm7   A#m7
 
     G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Ohh, breathe in that smoke while you drive
     G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Ahh, breathe in that smoke while you drive
 
[Verse 2]
G#7M                        Cm7
 And now that I'm unemployed, need to find a way to support
A#7m
 All the crazy little hobbies, that they use to stop me, demons of the malevic noise
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 Like the trouble in music (music), even christians living grounded do it
A#7m
 Second knock comes to the door, I hit the floor, when the bass hits my boottom, pray to the Lord
 
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But I found myself watching the world in a crazy new optimist way
A#m7
 I'm feelin' gorgeous, I'm feeling'
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All the dark that I've seen never happened to me and I shout them away, away away away away...
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Away away away away away away away
A#m7
Away.... I light a cigarette and I
 
[Chorus 3]
G#7M            Cm7             A#m7
Breathe in that smoke while you drive
  G#7M            Cm7             A#m7  A#7  A#m7
I breathe in that smoke while you drive
 
[Chorus 4]
G#                   F#                   A#7    C#   C#m7
  Heard a call, in a  bathroom stall in Harlem
    G#                        F#                              A#7     C#  C#m7
Oh, words were heard but I was there with my church we didn't bother
         G#                   F#                  A#7       C#  C#m7
Said, my mind is small but the world is large, oh brother
      G#                                  F#                             A#7    C#  C#m7
And I pray to your Lord Jesus, as long as you and I are cronies, smoke another
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