A Small Cigar [*]
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โฑ๏ธ 3:39 duration
๐ ID: 713098
๐ Lyrics
A small cigar can change the world
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes
Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenish my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again
I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
If you ask me they're on their way
To upper-middle-class oblivion
The stupid twits, they roll their only
One cigarette between them
My small cigar's redundant now
In the haze of smoking pleasure
Call it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea
By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush hour
I hand to him ten small cigars
He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
A small cigar
Has changed his world, my friend
A small cigar
Has changed the world again
A small cigar . . .
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes
Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenish my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again
I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
If you ask me they're on their way
To upper-middle-class oblivion
The stupid twits, they roll their only
One cigarette between them
My small cigar's redundant now
In the haze of smoking pleasure
Call it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea
By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush hour
I hand to him ten small cigars
He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
A small cigar
Has changed his world, my friend
A small cigar
Has changed the world again
A small cigar . . .
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.90] A small cigar can change the world
[00:07.37] I know, I've done it frequently at parties
[00:11.15] Where I've won all the guests' attention
[00:14.82] With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
[00:23.10] A little flat tin case is all you need
[00:26.95] Breast-pocket conversation opener
[00:30.61] And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
[00:35.27] You can throw away when empty
[00:39.92] Must be declared a great success
[00:42.66] My small cigars all vanish within minutes
[00:51.18] Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
[00:55.89] A nearby tobacconist
[00:59.57] To replenish my supply of small cigars
[01:03.20] And make the party swing again
[01:08.83] I know my clothes seem shabby
[01:12.51] And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
[01:16.21] Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
[01:18.09] Well-thumbed Playboys
[01:19.90] Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
[01:24.75] If you ask me they're on their way
[01:28.45] To upper-middle-class oblivion
[01:33.15] The stupid twits, they roll their only
[01:38.75] One cigarette between them
[01:43.48] My small cigar's redundant now
[01:47.12] In the haze of smoking pleasure
[01:50.82] Call it a day
[01:52.63] Get the hell away
[01:54.58] Go down the cafe
[01:56.43] For a cup of real tea
[02:02.80] By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
[02:06.62] Who sells papers in the rush hour
[02:11.24] I hand to him ten small cigars
[02:14.99] He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
[02:20.57] A small cigar
[02:24.25] Has changed his world, my friend
[02:28.09] A small cigar
[02:30.83] Has changed the world again
[02:49.87] A small cigar . . .
[03:00.96]
[00:07.37] I know, I've done it frequently at parties
[00:11.15] Where I've won all the guests' attention
[00:14.82] With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
[00:23.10] A little flat tin case is all you need
[00:26.95] Breast-pocket conversation opener
[00:30.61] And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
[00:35.27] You can throw away when empty
[00:39.92] Must be declared a great success
[00:42.66] My small cigars all vanish within minutes
[00:51.18] Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
[00:55.89] A nearby tobacconist
[00:59.57] To replenish my supply of small cigars
[01:03.20] And make the party swing again
[01:08.83] I know my clothes seem shabby
[01:12.51] And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
[01:16.21] Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
[01:18.09] Well-thumbed Playboys
[01:19.90] Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
[01:24.75] If you ask me they're on their way
[01:28.45] To upper-middle-class oblivion
[01:33.15] The stupid twits, they roll their only
[01:38.75] One cigarette between them
[01:43.48] My small cigar's redundant now
[01:47.12] In the haze of smoking pleasure
[01:50.82] Call it a day
[01:52.63] Get the hell away
[01:54.58] Go down the cafe
[01:56.43] For a cup of real tea
[02:02.80] By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
[02:06.62] Who sells papers in the rush hour
[02:11.24] I hand to him ten small cigars
[02:14.99] He smiles, says, Son, God bless you
[02:20.57] A small cigar
[02:24.25] Has changed his world, my friend
[02:28.09] A small cigar
[02:30.83] Has changed the world again
[02:49.87] A small cigar . . .
[03:00.96]