Cigarette Sex - Bosco, Niia

Tell me to leave

Tell me to leave

Tell me to leave

Never know

How to do right

Always do wrong

And I promise and I tell myself that this will be the last time

Yeah

But I need that one hit, breathe it, need it

Can’t get enough of you

You’re addicted

To you

You can have the best of me

Tell me to leave

You can have the best of me

I just can’t leave

Make me feel good

Make me feel fine

A little pleasure, a little wine

'Cause you’re

It should be religion

Cause all I want is your cigarette sex

Make me need you

Make me forget who I am

You and me, babe

I’ll never let you go, away, away

Hurts so good

I pray to God on my knees

I let it go

I’ll love you til the sun comes up, oh yeah

Oh yeah

You can have the best of me

Tell me to leave

You can have the best of me

I just can’t leave

Make me feel good

Make me feel fine

A little pleasure, a little wine

'Cause you’re

It should be religion

'Cause all I want is your cigarette sex

(baby one more time)

(baby one more time)

(baby one more time)

(baby one more time)

(baby one more time)