Текст:
That chrome thing was swingin?She lit it with a pout
But she put it in her pocket
And forgot to put it out
That woman gave me fire
And wrestled with the best
You can call me a liar
But her legs look pretty messed
THE ZIPPO WAS SHINING
AND SO WAS HER SMILE
AND ALL THAT SHE SMOKES
IT WAS LIT UP WITH STYLE
YOUзў«E GOT TO ADMIT IT
IT WOULD LOOK PRETTY SICK
IF THE CUTEST OF GIRLS
WOULD BE ARMED WITH A BIC
She swinged it so classy
An extension of her arm
She was raised on top fuel
And cramful of charm
Crippled by coolness
But on top of my bill
She wonзЈ? knit a sweater
SheзЈ— got other skills
THE ZIPPO WAS SHINING
AND SO WAS HER SMILE
AND ALL THAT SHE SMOKES
IT WAS LIT UP WITH STYLE
YOUзў«E GOT TO ADMIT IT
IT WOULD LOOK PRETTY SICK
IF THE CUTEST OF GIRLS
WOULD BE ARMED WITH A BIC
But she put it in her pocket
And forgot to put it out
That woman gave me fire
And wrestled with the best
You can call me a liar
But her legs look pretty messed
THE ZIPPO WAS SHINING
AND SO WAS HER SMILE
AND ALL THAT SHE SMOKES
IT WAS LIT UP WITH STYLE
YOUзў«E GOT TO ADMIT IT
IT WOULD LOOK PRETTY SICK
IF THE CUTEST OF GIRLS
WOULD BE ARMED WITH A BIC
She swinged it so classy
An extension of her arm
She was raised on top fuel
And cramful of charm
Crippled by coolness
But on top of my bill
She wonзЈ? knit a sweater
SheзЈ— got other skills
THE ZIPPO WAS SHINING
AND SO WAS HER SMILE
AND ALL THAT SHE SMOKES
IT WAS LIT UP WITH STYLE
YOUзў«E GOT TO ADMIT IT
IT WOULD LOOK PRETTY SICK
IF THE CUTEST OF GIRLS
WOULD BE ARMED WITH A BIC
