Sparks - Nicotina

nicotina

Fm C
not every cigarette is a dead , dead thing
Fm
some have a mind and try to be other things
C
pushed in the pack , they crave some virginia air
Fm
softly , they pray to someone , but life ain’t fair

Fm
they’re born to lose , they’re born to fill
A#
the lungs of jack , the lungs of jill
C Fm
and like i said life just isn’t fair

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nicotina , nicotina , nicotina is her name

once in a while a cigarette has a name
n – i – C – o – t – i – n – A , that’s her name
she had a tiny voice , and she sang all day
she was a cigarette , but she loved to play

nicotina , nicotina , nicotina is her name

Fm C Fm C
a man with a cough stepped to the machine
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dropped coins in the slot , the end of a dream

he ripped the pack and coughed , and then coughed again
popped out a cigarette , and we’re near the end
she screamed and screamed but so much was filtered out
now nicotina’s only a tiny cloud

Fm
nicotina’s gone , but life goes on though
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nicotina’s gone , but life goes on though
Fm C Fm
nicotina’s gone , but life goes on and on and on and on and on
nicotina , nicotina , nicotina was her name

by : jose duarte
jtduarte1@gmail . com