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