Ooh, marlboro man
Everything seems to go wrong all the time
I'm feeling so tired, tired of the dreams
I see every night
Well, I've got a stress solution
I can put you down gently
Hold you in my lonely arms
'Til you feel nothing
Oh, you feel nothing
Ooh, marlboro man
How could you dig all the things that I like
You follow me 'round, you help me make friends
You're such a swell guy
But now my bones creak and my blood is broke
Like my bank account
But I know I'll feel better, long as I keep
My old friend around
'Cause he's got a stress solution
He can put me down gently
Hold me in his lonely arms
'Til I feel nothing
Oh, I feel nothing
Oh, I feel nothing
Oh, I feel nothing