Like a Bad Habit(I Wanna Die Hard)

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Like a Bad Habit(I Wanna Die Hard)When Dad caught me sneakin' a cancer stick he made me smoke two packs till I got sickso I didn't know what he'd make me dowhen he found that Playboy in my roombut dyin' at 12 years old was worth the centerfoldof that red-haired chickyeah, like a bad habitI wanna die hardtough to shake, tough to breaksharp enough and hard enough to penetratetake the bull by the hornHoney, go on and grab itsince the day I was bornlike a bad habit I wanna die hardher skin was pink as a Mary Kay cadillacand my Chevy van was a waterbed love shackman, she was willin', wild n playfulI drank five shots from her navelwhen she lit a Camel light I still felt Dad tannin' my hidewhen I smoked half a packbut like a bad habitI wanna die hardtough to shake, tough to breaksharp enough and hard enough to penetratetake the bull by the hornHoney, go on and grab itsince the day I was bornlike a bad habit I wanna die hardbe young and be pretty when you shuffle offbut man it's such a pity if you die softso I cook hot n saucy like a country hogI burn long n big like a Duraflame logbut I'm a junkie who's hit rock bottomcos I hafta smoke 'em when I got 'em'specially when a girl's got some flaming curlsand a smokin' bodyeah, like a bad habitI wanna die hardtough to shake, tough to breaksharp enough and hard enough to penetratetake the bull by the hornHoney, go on and grab itsince the day I was bornlike a bad habit I wanna die hard(c)2006 Robert George