"Crossing the street
Look left and right
Try not to eat
To late every night
And one more thing
Don't smoke in bed
I won't be around
To help you a lot
To know good from bad
To see right from wrong
And one more thing
Don't smoke in bed
Now you're free
Totally free
Stop looking so sad
To my way of thinking
You ought to be glad
'Cause you got what you wanted
You lower your lamp
Smoke fills the air
You're nearly sleep
I know, I was there
That's all in the past
That chapter's been read
And you got what you wanted
You finally got what you wanted
But honey, now that I'm leaving
Baby, promess me one thing
Try to be carefull
Don't smoke in bed
"