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Everybody Smokes In Hell

(Brady Seals, Bobby Terry, Kevin Ray)

She swore she'd already quit
Those nasty ‘ol nicotine sticks
Just this morning in her truck he found
A book of matches from a Motel Six

So he went in the house and he took a whiff
Of the blouse that she had on
His heart sank we smelt the stank
Of Marlboro's and cologne

He said, why you been sneakin' round behind my back?
You might as well open another pack

And take another drag
Blow another ring    
If you’re gonna start cheatin’ why quit them things?
Cause where you're headed why worry about your health
Go on fire one up
Burn another down
Buy yourself a carton and go to town
Why kick the habit when you know damn well
Everybody smokes in hell

He knew she'd been buying lots of double-mint gum
But didn't know the reason why
Guess it was to cover up the cigarettes
While she was kissin' on the other guy

She kept denyin' what he knew was true
Right up and until he kicked her out
As she pulled out the drive
He could see that white
Ultra-light hangin' out her mouth

He hollered, if you're gonna lie in another man's bed
Well, I hope you smoke yourself to death

Chorus