Zach Bryan - Plastic Cigarette Lyrics: Well, I ain't written a love song in so long as your hair leads down your spine But I don't mind if you last tonight, I'll regret it for the rest of time Let your hips and your lips and your fingertips slip against the city streets Seepin' in again, sleepin' in while my friends get high on the edge of the West Side Highway Did you ever make it back to Byron Bay the day you told me to quit drinkin'
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