| I don’t know what I was thinking,
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| You were no good but you could do some fancy talking
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| I know your tricks and delight for a Gumball Machine (nooo…)
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| You can keep you quarter man
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| 'Cause you won’t get nothing sweet out of me
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| I’m quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I’m quitting you
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| Like a girl wants her chocolate, yeah,
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| I know that I’ll miss you
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| But I’m quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting,
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| I’m not kidding I’m kicking you,
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| Cause you’re my bad habit
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| And I’m quitting you
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| I don’t know what the heck you’re thinking
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| It’s gonna, gonna take a better man,
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| I bet, to win my hand,
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| I’m not gonna play your game,
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| I don’t like the high stakes,
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| I’d rather sit alone at home
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| Than one more round of, Oh man
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| I’m quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I’m quitting you
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| Like a gambler leaving Vegas,
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| Boy, you know that I’ll miss you
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| But I’m quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting,
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| I’m not kidding I’m kicking you,
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| Cause you’re my bad habit
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| And I’m quitting
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| Cold turkey, giving you the cold shoulder,
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| Off, like a band-aid, one quick sting, then it’s over
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| I’m quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting,
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| I’m not kidding I’m kicking you,
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| Cause you’re my bad habit
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| And the good Lord won’t have it,
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| You’re my bad habit
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| And I’m quitting you, you, yeah yeah yeah |