Share your quitting journey
To the tune of "When I'm 64"
I would go reaching into my shirt, for a cigarette
Nothing really happening there in my mind
Thought some nicotine would be fine.
Then twenty minutes, later it seems, I am needing one
What will be telling, when I've quit smoking, when the smell is gone.
I could go drinking, 20 drinks down, I could smoke 2 packs
Never thought about it 'til I heard this cough
Cough got worse and still did I scoff
Just kept on smoking, lighting them up
Breathing once was strong,
What will be telling, when I've quit smoking
when the smell is gone.
Carrrying those damn green tanks...... is a giveaway
Concentrators are much smaller for a trip away
Now that I know I wish I'd have quit, 40 years before
Coulda saved my breathing and a lot of cash
Smoked five cars while vacations went past
Could I convince you you need to stop
'Fore your lungs are done
Or you'll be dragging green tanks and sagging,
when the smell is gone.
To be continued....or refined
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