Bad Habits

Drop that cigarette
Oh, let's get moving
Got roses on my neck for show

Give it all a rest
I'm feeling lucid
Got roses on my bed for you

Spendin' dollar bills on the wrong type of woman
Skippin' all the meals gonna ruin me
Flexin' at my shows Lord knows what I'm doing
Everybody's told they only human
But maybe we can

Maybe we can break
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits
Maybe we can break
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits

Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can

Drop that cigarette
Oh, let's get moving
Got roses on my neck for show

Give it all a rest
I'm feeling lucid
Got roses on my bed for you

Can you dream with me or be with me all day
Need some peace of mind (peace of mind)
But I can't read your mind
Can you dream with me, we gotta find a way
Need some peace of mind
You gotta give it time

Maybe we can break
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits
Maybe we can break
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits

Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can

Spendin' dollar bills on the wrong type of woman
Skippin' all the meals gonna ruin me
Flexin' at my shows Lord knows what I'm doing
Everybody's told they only human (they only human)

Oh, maybe we can break
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits
Maybe we can break (they only human)
My bad, my bad, my bad, my bad habits

Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, maybe we can (break)



Credits
Writer(s): Allen George, Fred Craig Mcfarlane
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