Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Listen up now, gather 'round and hear,
'Bout a man so mysterious, without a fear.
He's the cigarette man, with his fedora hat,
Takin' twelve children, on a journey like that.
(Pre-Chorus)
In his Cadillac, they hit the road,
Through the city lights, their story unfolds.
To the Super Bowl they go, for a soulful show,
With the Weeknd's rhythm, they'll make it glow.
(Chorus)
Oh, mysterious cigarette man,
With twelve kids, he's got a plan.
To the Super Bowl they'll flow,
Nobody suspects, nobody knows.
(Verse 2)
Different races, different ages, all in his care,
But nobody questions, he's beyond compare.
With a wink and a smile, he leads the way,
To the heart of Motown, where they'll spend the day.
(Pre-Chorus)
Through the stadium gates, they make their way,
To see the Weeknd perform, come what may.
In the crowd they sway, to the music's beat,
With the cigarette man, they're in the seat.
(Chorus)
Oh, mysterious cigarette man,
With twelve kids, he's got a plan.
To the Super Bowl they'll flow,
Nobody suspects, nobody knows.
(Bridge)
In the halftime show, they dance and cheer,
With the Weeknd's magic, they have no fear.
But in the back of their minds, a question remains,
About the cigarette man, with his mysterious claims.
(Bridge)
In the halftime show, they dance and cheer,
With the Weeknd's magic, they have no fear.
But in the back of their minds, a question remains,
About the cigarette man, with his mysterious claims.
(Verse 3)
As the game ends, they head back home,
With memories of Motown, they'll never roam.
The cigarette man, fades into the night,
Leavin' twelve children, in the stadium's light.
(Chorus)
Oh, mysterious cigarette man,
With twelve kids, he's got a plan.
To the Super Bowl they'll flow,
Nobody suspects, nobody knows.
(Outro)
So here's to the cigarette man, a legend's tale,
In the heart of Motown, where dreams prevail.
Takin' kids to the Super Bowl, to see the Weeknd's light,
In the arms of Motown, they'll sleep tonight.
