I Save Cigarette Butts

I save cigarette butts for a poor girl Across town We were making marriage plans And some guy came over and took her to A wrestling match Later that evening Frankenstein And the beauty queen sat thumbing through A Better Homes and Gardens magazine Making plans and holding hands Along came a spider, sat down beside her And took her to A wrestling match I had this dream about these angels I had this dream the other night It was really weird They were playing guitars And getting loud And they spilt beer on Jesus I save cigarette butts for a poor girl Across town I spent a lot of money at the pizza shop Just to watch the waitresses walk Back and forth I go to school, I'm a college student I have a secret pocket on the inside of my coat Where I keep this cigarette butt Meanwhile on the dance floor The loud guitar solo seems to be promoting wild desires The music has set their hearts on fire with lust Sure are a lot of cigarette butts layin' around I thought I'd give her one more chance So I went over to see her again at her house And when I walked in There was her and him And they were having a wrestling match I save cigarette butts for a poor girl Across town