Peter at the Golden Gate That you hates to make him wait You've just gotta have another cigarette Puff, puff, puff Puff, puff, puff Oh, oh, gotta have another cigarette Now, the other night, I had a date With the cutest little gal in the 48 States A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame Then she said she loved me and it seemed to me That things were about like it oughta be So hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane Oh, she was oh so far from a chunk of ice And our smoochin' party was goin' real nice So help me Jesus, I'm could've been there yet But I give her a kiss and a little squeeze She said, "Um, excuse me please But I just gotsta have a filtered cigarette" Damn
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The afternoon we were to take our last trip to the cone, I dashed to the thrift shop and grabbed it, standing across the card table from the Pink Ladies volunteer as she tucked the handful of dollars into a metal box and expertly rolled up the red dress in a spread of newspaper
Cancer in the upper airway may occur anywhere from the back of the nose to the throat, palate, tongue, jaw, or voice box (larynx)
