Smokie

They called him Smokie - coolest guy in school They called him Smokie - he was the one to rule In the morning, first to light up a fag And in breaks, you could see him smoke - in the yard All the girls were looking keen on him And after a while, their smoke surrounded him He never wore a helmet on his bike And then the leather jacket - just so James Dean like He didn't ever say much of a thing Except to ask, if you'd got a cig They called him Smokie - coolest guy in school They called him Smokie - he was the one to rule People felt very much cooler with him So even boys admired his straight chin It's been some years, since I've seen him the last time But I love to remember this good old friend of mine Now it comes to me, I read it in the local news He passed away, spending his last weeks - in the hospital Got lung cancer, but he never sang the blues They called him Smokie - coolest guy in school They called him Smokie - he was the one to rule I'm still smoking and coughing am I too I hope you join me - I did join him too People look at me - how I can feel their eyes! Smoking is cool! I wont tell no lies They called him Smokie - coolest guy in school They called him Smokie - he was the one to rule They called him Smokie - coolest guy in school They called him Smokie - he was the one to rule