Morgan Wallen - 20 cigarettes

Twenty c^Amiga-r^Asus2ettes and I l^Fit me ^Fsus2one On that r^Cedwood deck on Dem^Gonbre^G7un She was w^Amith her fr^Asus2iends, left 'em st^Fandin' th^Fsus2ere There was m^Core than smoke in that s^Gummer ^G7air

We burnt tw^Fmaj7o while she told me bout' her hometown She was drinkin' T^E7itos, said I better slow down I was like, "H^Cmaj7ell, no, I ain't drinkin' by mys^Am7elf, no" Said she loved my ^Fmaj7accent so I kept talkin' Reached for the p^E7ack on the table by my wallet We tore ^Am7off to light the n^Gight we had l^Fmaj7eft

With thirteen c^Amiga-r^Asus2ettes and I l^Fit me ^Fsus2one With the w^Cindows cracked in my ^Gold half-t^G7on Singin' t^Amake me h^Asus2ome on them c^Fountry r^Fsus2oads So I turned ^Coff on one then next th^Ging you kn^G7ow

We had a beer b^Fmaj7ottle lookin' like an ashtray Under that f^E7ull moon she was 'bout halfway Naked in my tr^Cmaj7uck bed, so I helped her with th^Am7e rest She was sayin' m^Fmaj7y name, barely even knew it We were both l^E7yin', said we never do this To the m^Amusic of the w^Gind through the w^Fmaj7oods

^E7It was probably somewhere ar^Found two In the m^E7orning by the time we got d^Fown to ^Fm

That lucky c^Amiga-r^Asus2ette, layin' ^Fon our b^Fsus2acks We were ^Cout of breath, we both t^Gook a dr^G7ag Blew it ^Amin the sk^Asus2y, she was g^Fone like th^Fsus2at One hell ^Cof a night, one hell ^Gof a p^G7ack