Nicotina

Fm (133111@1)		      CNot (x32010@1)every cigarette is a dead, dead thing 
				       FmSome (133111@1)have a mind and try to be other things 
					       CPushed (x32010@1)in the pack, they crave some Virginia air 
 					       FmSoftly, (133111@1)they pray to someone, but life ain't fair 

FmThey're (133111@1)born to lose, they're born to fill 
             BbThe (x1333x@1)lungs of Jack, the lungs of Jill 
           C (x32010@1)                  FmAnd (133111@1)like I said life just isn't fair 

Fm (133111@1)    C (x32010@1)   Fm (133111@1)C (x32010@1)   Fm (133111@1) G#Bb  CNicotina, (x32010@1)Nicotina, Nicotina is her name 

Once in a while a cigarette has a name 
N-I-C-O-T-I-N-A, that's her name 
She had a tiny voice, and she sang all day 
She was a cigarette, but she loved to play 

Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina is her name 

Fm (133111@1)         C (x32010@1)   Fm (133111@1)           C (x32010@1)A man with a cough stepped to the machine 
Fm (133111@1)                 C (x32010@1)   D# (x43121@3)         G (320003@1)   
Dropped coins in the slot, the end of a dream 

He ripped the pack and coughed, and then coughed again 
Popped out a cigarette, and we're near the end 
She screamed and screamed but so much was filtered out 
Now Nicotina's only a tiny cloud 

Fm (133111@1)                          
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on though 
           BbNicotina's (x1333x@1)gone, but life goes on though 
           Fm (133111@1)                              C (x32010@1)           Fm (133111@1)Nicotina's gone, but life goes on and on and on and on and on 
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina was her name 




by: Jos? Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com