Pink Lite - Sir Babygirl

I smoke too much for a non-smoker

I smoke too much, it’s like I’m choking over and over again

On every last falling friend

I smoke too much for a non-smoker

I call your bluff, another cold shoulder

Ending the night, I can’t remember which friends are mine

So come on, come on, come on, pull me outside

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, pull me outside

Come on, come on, come on

So pull me outside (pull me out there)

Give me the drag of my life

'Cause I’m dying tonight

Right by your side

I’m dying tonight

Slip me the pink lite (slip me the pink lite)

Slip me the pink lite (slip me the pink lite)

Slip me the pink lite

I smoke too much for a non-smoker

I smoke too much, I’m getting older and older

In my brother’s eyes, but I’m still a little sister in mine

I smoke too much for a non-smoker

I buy my lunch and hold my composure

In the grocery line, but I’m shitting myself every time

So come on, come on, come on, pull me outside

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on, pull me outside

Come on, come on, come on

So pull me outside (pull me out there)

Give me the drag of my life

'Cause I’m dying tonight

Right by your side

I’m dying tonight

Slip me the pink lite

So pull me outside (pull me out there)

Give me the drag of my life

'Cause I’m dying tonight

Right by your side

I’m dying tonight

Slip me the pink lite

Slip me the pink lite (slip me the pink lite)

So pull me outside

Give me the drag of my life

So pull me outside (pull me out there)

Give me the drag of my life

'Cause I’m dying tonight

Right by your side

I’m dying tonight

Slip me the pink lite

So pull me outside (pull me out there)

Give me the drag of my life

'Cause I’m dying tonight

Right by your side

I’m dying tonight

Slip me the pink lite

Slip me the pink lite

Slip me the pink lite