Lemurs, Man. Lemurs

Lyrics

Hands gorgeous Rolling her cigarette Thumbs and forefingers Rolling tobacco in the paper She licks the paper slow twice Putting it all together Hands gorgeous Holding a vodka drink Smoking a cigarette She's walking up to me She licks the paper slow twice Putting it all together Maybe in her purse, a light (she licks the paper slow twice) To find a matchbook (twice) To light her smoke Look at those lips Roll one for me Let's drink all night