cigarettes.Smoking cigarettes when she couldn't sleepShe'd disappear for an hour and a halfAnd when she'd come back she'd brush her teethBut I could still smell it on her raggedy teethAnd I could taste it on her lips when we kissedPoor little Ritty used to always quitbut she never really quits,she just says she didMy girl used toalways smokecigarettes when she couldn't sleepI wonder what she did when she got done I guess she just flicked them out of the streetPoor little lady,she wishes it was dark,but it's never really dark in LAThe light from the billboard always shines,but it changed twelve times since you went awayYou'll find moonlit nights,strange lanes lay empty,because when you call my name through them,there will be no answer.Rather melodramatic, aren't you?you shinethanks trainings like himcontracts when you go mine and it will never be known since the white businesswas finerefinedSoon there will be no answer.Somehow it answers the performance.