I've stopped smoking bit by bit.
I now breathe afresh fresh air;
having quit, I will not quit.
It is hard, I must admit,
one long game of solitaire;
I've stopped smoking bit by bit.
To my needs I won't submit,
though I think I'm losing hair,
having quit, I will not quit.
Mostly I still feel quite shit,
sweating in this dark nightmare;
I've stopped smoking bit by bit,
having quit, I will not quit.