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Well, I'll try to kick the habit I've tried many times before
Yes I'll try to kick the habit I've tried a hundred times or more But I'm worried if I try, another habit's sure to click:
I'll make a habit of kicking the habit and that's the habit I'll have to kick.
Well a bit of what you fancy, won't harm you that's for sure
Though I always found a little bit made me fancy a little bit more
And I never believed in doin' things by halves when being fed
I've got one in me mouth, and one in each hand, and a case beneath me bed!
I drink therefore I can, and I can therefore I drink
I think I have plan; one day I plan to have a think
If a chaser I could chose to chase the chaser that I chose
An it chased away the chaser, I'd be sober I suppose!
As I sit behind me smokescreen in a haze of smoldering weed
Burning money by the packet, spending packets for my need
Now I've sucked me thumb, and bit me nails, and chewed up pencils whole
But the only thing I'm left with, is a lack of self-control!
If chocolates made me slimmer, and if fags could help me sing
If drink could make me wiser, I'd be happy as a king
Now I've come to the conclusion, only one way I can win:
All I do is kick the habit of breathing out and breathing in!