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20 Cigarettes Lyrics And I lit me one On that redwood deck On Demonbreun She was with her friends Left 'em standing there There was more than smoke In that summer air She was drinkin' Tito's, said I better slow down I was like, "Hell nah I ain't drinkin' by myself, nah" Said she loved my accent, so I kept talkin' Reached for the pack on the table by my wallet We tore off to light the night we had left And I lit me one With the windows cracked In my old half-ton Singin' Take Me Home On them country roads So I turned off on one Then next thing you know Under that full moon, she was 'bout halfway Naked in my truck bed So I helped her with the rest She was sayin' my name Barely even knew it We were both lyin' Said we never do this To the music of the wind through the woods In the mornin' by the time we got down to Layin' on our backs We were out of breath We both took a drag Blew it in the sky She was gone like that One hell of a night One hell of a pack

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