Smokers In Love - The Lucksmiths

In the early morning, when you wake each other up

Coughing like you might not make the afternoon

You keep the curtains closed and you carry off a conversation

But you both know that it’s still far too soon to say you’ll be OK

La la la la la

You keep the curtains closed and you hide behind the newspaper

You got yourself some nicotine in the nick of time

And even though the weekend doesn’t really make much difference

You spent Thursday on your backside whistling «Friday On My Mind»

Super-supine

La la la la la

Smokers in love

Happy and hungover on the first day of October

Struggling to remember the last night of September

In the early evening, then you crack each other up

Laughing 'til you’re practically bent double on the floor

Amidst a sea of empty bottles, crockery and coffee cups

Using anything for ashtrays, drinking drinks you can’t afford

And you’re still bored

La la la la la

Smokers in love