Smoking is a very social custom That's what all the smokers say Non-smokers beg to differ They see it in a different way
They just can't seem to find what's social About inhaling noxious fumes Or being in the presence of filthy ashtrays That decorate the rooms
They don't think it's all that social When their eyes sting and turn a shade of red Or when their clothes stink unpleasantly As they take them off to go to bed
If you have been a smoker But have managed to break free Become a social non-smoker It's healthy and it's free
And non-smokers will love you They'll welcome you with open arms You are the epitomy of socialness They'll think you have lots of charms
The smokers may be disconsolate That they have lost one of their own Well, that's their problem You were only there on loan