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I love the taste of cigarettes I love the taste of alcohol Soon I'll give my body a rest And I'll let my hair grow long I'm halfway to my bed in the endless corridor Where I feel the smell of cigarettes Where I feel the smell of alcohol You are growing old She said you are growing old You are growing old I love the taste of cigarettes I love the taste of alcohol Soon I'll give my body a rest And I'll let my hair grow long I don't want to make an effort But I don't want to live alone Do you know the taste of cigarettes? Do you know the taste of alcohol? You are growing old She said you are growing old You are growing old