The cool kid on the street Freshly turned 15 A box of Daddy’s Camels Rolled up in their sleeve Counting down the days Threw our childhood away Oh I wish I never Kissed goodbye to sugar cane But there’s no turning back now Remember when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Tryin’ to look grown up we’d toke on little candies Now there’s baccy in my lungs No sugar on my tongue Take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Oh, take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Turned my fingertips to gold Like an alchemist of old Habits over happiness The years I’ve lost I’ve rolled The apple doesn’t fall to far From the family tree Cause the water of the womb - Won’t wash my dirty genes Remember when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Tryin’ to look grown up we’d toke on little candies Now there’s baccy in my lungs Instead of sugar on my tongue Take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Oh, take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Time supposed to heal ya I bruise like a peach Life’s a back street dealer Got me hooked on nicotine We’d see it on tv In every magazine Like the models in the movies Perfect boobs and lighting doobies Remember when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Tryin’ to look grown up we’d toke on little candies Now there’s baccy in my lungs Instead of sugar on my tongue Take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets Oh, take me back to when we used to smoke cigarette sweets