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Danny Michel-Tennessee Tobacco

This song's funny... More about Danny and what he does: http://www.dannymichel.com/newsite/pr... They really had a thing for the red lights on Danny that night.. wow! The over head screens a bit too dark to see really ..    / dannymichel   http://www.dannymichel.com/newsite/we... http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?... Danny's latest projects can be seen here: http://www.dannymichel.com/newsite/pr... Danny also offers up a chance to have some fun with doing your own remix of Feather,Fur & Fin: http://www.dannymichel.com/newsite/Re... Tennessee Tobacco She came in through the doorway like a whirlwind, Dragging mud and muck across my floor, She sat down in the chair where I was sitting, Picked up my guitar and made a chord. She said "Your love's like Tennessee tobacco, It's killing me but all I want is more, Your heart's a lonely little chapel, But I love its dusty pews and creaky floors." She said "babe did you forget today was Friday ? You promised that you'd take me to a show." I said, "I swear the TV said that it was Monday." She kicked my shin and walked right out the door. She took my car and drove down to the legion, Grinding all the gears as she drove, She said, "The old guys there know how to treat a lady, And by the way your car got towed." I said "Your love's like Tennessee tobacco, It's killing me and all I want is more, Your heart's a lonely little chapel, But I love its dusty pews and creaky floors." I try my best, I swear I do, And my best is all I know, I'll never leave this one horse town, If you decide to hang around. I found her in the morning at the table, Hung over and staring in her spoon, I tried to make some cakes on the griddle, She just laughed and sang her little tune. She said "Your love's like Tennessee tobacco, It's killing me but all I want is more, Your heart's a broken little chapel, But I love its dusty pews and creaky floors." Your love's like Tennessee tabasco, It's killing me but all I want is more, Your heart's a rotten little apple, But I love its dusty pews and creaky floors."