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Patsy Cline - three cigarettes in an ashtray
Two cigarettes in an ashtray
My love and i, in a small caf? br> then a stranger came along
And everything went wrong
Now there’s three cigarettes in the ashtray
I watched her take him from me
And his love is no longer my own
Now they are gone
And I sit alone
And watch one cigarette burn away
(repeat last verse)
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