These ones are always in front of me,
I want this, it costs that, so there it is,
But they can’t just,
She wants to buy cigarettes,
But asks to inspect the packs,
Something I half over hear,
About expiration dates or quality control.
Ciagarettes, that need quality control,
For the smoker, who doesn’t want to get sick,
While I'm waiting,
With arms, folded across this chest.