Paroles 20 cigarettes Morgan Wallen

20 cigarettes

Twenty cigarettes and I lit me one
On that redwood deck on the Mon Brian
She was with her friends, left her standin' there
There was more than smoke on that summer air

We burnt two when she told me by her hometown
She was drinkin' Cheetos, said I better slow down
I was like, "Hell, no, I ain't drinkin' by myself, no"
Said she loved my accent so I kept talkin'
Reached for the pack on the table by my wallet
We told off to light the night we had lived

With thirteen cigarettes and I lit me one
With the windows cracked in my old half turn
Singin' take me home on the country road
So I turned off on one and next thing you know

We had a beer bottle lookin' like an ashtray
Under that full moon she was 'bout halfway
Naked in my truck bed, so I helped her with the rest
She was sayin' my name, barely even knew it
We were both lyin', said we'd never do this
To the music of the wind on the wood
He was probably somewhere around too
In the morning we got around to

That lucky cigarette. layin' on our backs
We were out of breath, we both took a drag
Blew it in the sky, she was gone like that
One hell of a night, one hell of a pack