Singalong! Smoke Baby by Hawksley Workman

If you didn't know Hawksley Workman already, then welcome to Andrea's First Year of University. I listened to this and No Reason to Cry Out Your Eyes constantly. During No Reason... I would pretty much listen and cry my eyes out. During Smoke Baby I would dance around my room doing what I envisioned to be a sexy mash-up between hip hop and contemporary dance. The song is just so dang... hot! Especially the girl's rap part.

Sing along and feel like a kid from just over the wrong side of the tracks with a chip on your shoulder who hooked up with a bored rich person and makes destructive activities like drugs and smoking seem mysterious and mildly glamorous.

SMOKE BABY

By Hawksley Workman

In your underclothes

You went out for a smoke

I call you in

Just before the storm begins

Your last breath of smoke

You let out in the room

It makes a cloud

Like the greyist

Perfect plume oh

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on the plane baby

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me, yeah

I'll be half asleep

And you'll get up at three

Who'll give you time to cry

Who'll give you time to find yourself

And casual as a light

Flickers before it's night

The sadness comes

And the daylight turns and runs

As the sun is setting you'll be betting

I'll be getting through

I'll find a pay phone babe

And take some time to talk to you

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on the plane baby

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me, yeah

I'll be half asleep

And you'll get up at three

Who'll give you time to cry

And time to find yourself

Who'll give you time to cry

And time to find yourself

And I have never felt

Quite this close to hell

All this rock and roll baby

Only time will tell

But we're young now, having fun now

On the town now, get around now

It's fine for now

But someday we'll settle down

But not now baby

Smoke baby, smoke baby

More alcohol baby

Cocaine in Montreal

And back out on the plane baby

An early flight will leave

And on it will be me, yeah

I'll be half asleep

And you'll wake up at three

(2X) Somewhere on the outside

(rap)

Get a little naughty crazy

Blow smoke baby

I'm your god hottie for sure not maybe

This lady wants you to take it off too

Felt that way first time I saw you

Stir up trouble - the kind I like

Hopin' I don't mind

Its a time when wrong is right

Break me off, tell your crew get lost

Or else this heat might turn to frost

You know I bite and what its like when we fight

These drunk lips curse for spite

So let's do this right

Make love all night

Wake up in time to catch the flight

Goodbye

(6x) Who'll give you time to cry

and time to find yourself

(somewhere on the out side)

(7x) Smoke baby, smoke baby

(4x) Smoke, smoke