- Votes:
- Composers:
- Bivins
- Matthew Mac Nab / Williams
- Ward / Bivins
- Evan / Clifford
- Jay / Gray
- Jonathan Brantley
 
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- leapsandbounds cdcollection
- leapsandloved
- leapsandloved2007
- octwoct
- witty
 
- See also:
Jump, Little Children - Habit lyrics
Scene one, curtain up
See the couple, coffee shop
 Beatniks beating out beebop
 Rainy day, skies are gray
 But the couple feeling gay
Boy is laughing at her joke
 Girl, embarrassed, takes a smoke
 She should quit, yes, she knows
 She's happy as she blows
Down the cafe, through the bar
 Pass the hippies and the jars
 Of the bean that they drink
 Everyday, every week
They should quit, coffee's bad
 Makes you crazy, fucking mad
 But they say in defense
 With a pause for suspense
"It's the stuff of the Gods
 Sexy smart, hot rods
 Roller coaster, hurricanes
 Super-sonic jet planes"
They should quit, yes, they know
 But where the hell would they go?
 They're like me, in a bind
 Don't you see, love ain't blind?
I could make a habit out of you
Scene two, same play
 Same people, different day
 In a car with no top
 No speed limits, no cops
Girl is driving, she's the queen
 In control of this machine
 She is talking much too loud
 Excited by the sound
They are screaming, buzzing hard
 Open road, super car
 What they need is some speedJump, Little Children - Habit - http://motolyrics.com/jump-little-children/habit-lyrics.html
 105 is the key
Life is short, so they say
 Carpe diem, seize the day
 Unlike me, in a bind
 I don't get it, love ain't blind
I could make a habit out of you
 I could make a habit out of you
Scene three, city streets
Buying shit, selling too
 Need a fix or some food?
 Or some sex? There's a whore
 Looking beautiful but bored
Like to drink? There's a bar
 Need a lift? Take my car
 A stop for every whim
 Your heart's desire lets you in
In this city, in this scene
 At this party you are queen
 You're addicted to the lights
 To the sounds, to the sights
To the pleasure, to the pain
 The hot nights, the cold rain
 To the smoke, to the drink
 To the buzz, don't think
To danger, to the fear
 To the speed, it's fifth gear
 All the time, night or day
 There is no choice, that's just the way
Yeah, you should quit, yes, you know
 Where the hell would you go?
 You're like me, in a bind
 Now you see, love ain't blind
I could make a habit out of you
 I could make a habit out of you
 I could make a habit out of you
 I could make a habit out of you

















