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Blues Traveler Can't Get A Light Music & Lyrics: John Popper
Driving around on a Monday morning Got school in four hours, but I blew my last warning Not much point in going today They don't need me anyway Decided I'm tired of looking for the catch I'm down to my last cigarette Gonna smoke it down, and try to forget I know I could make it through the night If I could only get a light But as it happens, I don't have a match
I'm in love, I'm in hock I'm flunking school, don't know why I'm shocked I said, the worst, the worst of all, I can't get a light
Well, I'm always in my bit of debt I bet I owe someone my last cigarette In fact, everything I have, I owe My mind, my soul, my clothes, my dough I guess someday, I'll pay off my dues Well, I'm still driving, and heading south With an unlit cigarette hanging out my mouth It won't be long before the dawn Still with all my matches gone And I'm just awake enough to get the blues
I'm in love, I'm in hock I'm flunking school, don't know why I'm shocked I said, the worst, the worst of all, I can't get a light Nothing's coming right
Well, I'm just too tired to think about my baby Is she a yes, or just another maybe I wish that I could tell her so But I'm just too scared to let her know Just how it is I want things to be Well, if I could have just one last smoke Life might seem like just another joke Tomorrow wouldn't be so bad I wish it was a match I had A smoke is quite essential to someone like me
I'm in love, I'm in hock I'm flunking school, don't know why I'm shocked I said, the worst, the worst of all, I can't get a light
Well, so a brand new day's begun But I just cannot seem to get this game won I guess I'm sorta lucky, though Cause everybody tells me so Blew my last chance a long time ago, there's nothing left but strife Well, maybe someday I'll get out from under And everybody gonna feel my thunder But I don't think it'll go down that way If I'm having trouble lasting one more day Cigarettes and no matches That's the story of my life Where's that rusty knife
I'm in love, I'm in hock I'm flunking school, don't know why I'm shocked I said, the worst, the worst of all, I can't get a light
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