You
smoke
On
the road standing
The
motorists passing by
You
don't care
You
look at the traffic lights
The
red, yellow and green
It
never wants to change
You
smoke
Everyone
waiting
At
the red traffic light
In
the night no temper flare
You
don't care
You
walk along
Hoping
to catch a hopeful
The
night is just beginning
You
smoke
You
see a man waving
One
look you know he is trouble
You
quickly make your exit
Before
he can catch up
In
the dark corner
You
stop to take a breather
You
smoke
Feeling
safe for a while
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