When the sun goes down on my side of town That lonesome feeling comes to my door & the whole world turns blue Theres a rundown bar across the railroad tracks Got a table for two way in the back Where I sit alone & think of you I spend most every night beneath the light of a neon moon If you lose your one & only Theres always room here for the lonely To watch your broken dreams Dance in & out of the beams of a neon moon I think of two young lovers running wild & free Close my eyes & sometimes see you In the shadows of this smoke-filled room No telling how many tears Ive sat here & cried Or how many lies that Ive lied Telling my poor heart youll come back one day
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Over the course of a social weekend, the number of cigarettes that you smoke might exceed the level of a genuine regular smoker who smokes constantly throughout the week
An exquisitely flavoured cigarette of theirs was an Elmasand so in turn we remember to-day the slightly different flavour of the Nestor, and the Gourdoulisrich, full, succulent, a nice fat cigarette and the Melachrino