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Patsy Cline
three cigarettes in an ashtray
Two cigarettes in an ashtrayMy love and I, in a small café
Then a stranger came along
And everything went wrong
Now there's three cigarettes in the ashtray
I watched her take him from me
And his love is no longer my own
Now they are gone
And I sit alone
And watch one cigarette burn away
(Repeat last verse)