When you first light up a fag it doesn't taste too good But you will be its master yet indeed you will, you should For you must be so hip and cool like all the other smokers They are smart and clever people not like those other jokers
They're so smart that they can draw a fag between their lips And blow out smoke so easily while making witty quips The smoke drawn deeply from the fag is noxious, there's no doubt And by sheer logic, must be true it's noxious what's blown out
A minor detail not your concern, what's crucial's how you look You've got to breathe it in and out and not look like you're crook Once you can do that you are like them, that cool and clever crowd At last, you've made it to their world and you can shout out loud
I can smoke without a choke I have become its master But wait a second I have found, that it became mine faster