Some Days Are Made For Smoking Songtext

How do you do I have missed you since you went away I do my best not to think about you every day Just wanna know why you've gotta be the one that I love I saw your picture in the paper just the other day You looked so cool with all the girls and that guy who's gay I'm on a diet of magazines and cigarettes I lock my door and stay in bed I dream of love in gold and red It may be silly but I do it anyway I think of you and what you said What's going on inside my head Some days are made for smoking I spend an hour a day on the telephone I only call when I'm sure that you're not at home But it's so good just to hear your voice on the answering machine I write 600 letters to you everyday Then I tear them apart and throw them away And I'm sure that when I finish this one it will go the same way I lock my door and stay in bed I dream of love in gold and red It may be silly but I do it anyway I think of you and what you said What's going on inside my head Some days are made for smoking I'm not asking for much All I want is your full attention And your everlasting love Your true pure love And you've got to believe that I lock my door and stay in bed I dream of love in gold and red It may be silly but I do it anyway I think of you and what you said What's going on inside my head Some days are made for smoking