A Sweet Habit

Smokers, they pollute the air,
A stink starts to come, its from their hair,
Next thing, they’re in the emergency room,
The chance of death, its starting to zoom.
A famous person got lung cancer,
Their occupation was a tap dancer,
Kids think that smoking is cool,
But they don’t know that they’re a fool.

Secondhand smoking, it spreads out to everyone,
The killing of many has just begun.
Normal cigarettes, light cigarettes, they’re all the same,
Whoever thinks they’re different, they’re just lame.

People who buy cigarettes, they’re wasting their money,
They’re killing themselves; they’re like a dumb bunny,
You smoke once or twice, you get addicted,
You’ll die in thirty years, just as I predicted.

When you start smoking, you do unbelievable things,
Even if you smoke cigars, you’re not the king,
If it doesn’t do you any good, why do you do it,
You gotta get out of this, ‘cause you’re in a pit.

Do you know anyone who has cancer?
That person was probably best friends with the cigarettes.
The cigarettes may seem like your best friend,
But it is actually your worst enemy.