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Smoking With Strangers

Pretty, pretty girls on two wheels
Dolores Heights and a laid back feel
We sat and drank for a while
Until the city came alive
(We were) And we were smoking with strangers
We were dancing with the lights on
I was singing to "The Angels"
See, that's my favorite X song

And I, I didn't ever want to come down
From that West Coast rush and summer high
And easy, peaceful sense of time
I felt so alive
Now, I'm alone when I'm back home
It's cold and old but in my mind
I, I am miles and miles away


When two strangers share a smoke they find they have more in common than their brand of choice.