U r d ciggarette n am d smoker
If you be the cash, I'll be the rubber band.
I'm the reporter baby, You could be the news,
'Cause you're the cigarette, And I'm the smoker.
We raise a bet, 'Cause you're the joker,
You are the chalk, And I can be the blackboard
You could be the talk, And I could be the walk.
Even when the sky comes falling,
Even when the sun don't shine,
I got faith in you and I,
So put your pretty little hand in mine.
Even when we're down to the wire babe,
Even when it do or die,
We could do it baby, simple and plain,
'Cause this love is a sure thing.
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