Chesterfield King

We stood in your room and laughed out loud
Suddenly the laughter died
And we were caught in an eye to eye
We sat on the floor and did we sit close
I could smell your thoughts and thought
Do you want to touch a lot like me?
Too scared to say a thing
I left your house and kicked myself
I put those feelings on a shelf to die
I guess I’m not a gambling type
But think of what the two of us had lost
I needed some time to think it out
7-Eleven parking lot
A toothless woman turned and stopped
I gave her a dime and a Chesterfield
She leaned down and kissed my cheek
I was scared but it felt sweet
Felt so sweet
She asked me if I had a name
I told her I was glued up on some chick
We sat and smoked against the wall
Drank a beer, felt the chill of fall
I took my car and drove it down the hill by your house
I drove so fast
The wind, it couldn’t cool me down
So I turned it around and came back up
You were waiting on your step
Steam showing off your breath
And water in your eyes
We pulled each other into one
Parkas clinging on the lawn and kissed right there
Said, «My chicks, they smoke these things.»
And handed you a Chesterfield King
Held your hand and watched TV
And traced the little lines along your palm
I took my car and drove it down the hill by your house
I drove so fast
The wind, it couldn’t cool me down
So I turned it around and came back up
You were waiting on your step
Steam showing off your breath
And water in your eyes
We pulled each other into one
Parkas clinging on the lawn and kissed right there