What's all the fuss about smoking in jail?
I shouldn't, but I am going tell the tale
Of how I smuggled them without getting them wet
For the times I can't live without a camel cigarette
When I asked for a rubber and a rubber band
The clerk looked at me like he did not understand
When it became clear to him I saw it in his eyes
He said; I get it and asked me quickly what size
I replied just big enough for my camels you see
You really should have seen how he looked at me
