I couldn't stand the smell of smoke
Until he lit that cigarette
I never felt a temptation
Until I smelled it on his breath
And the night we first kissed
On the balcony alone
Well, he tasted like trouble
But he felt like my own
Oh, bad habit, I can't be without
Oh, bad habit, bittersweet on my mouth
We got a long, drawn-out story
I don't want to explain
I picked up a bad habit
And I'll never be the same
Even after all the love we made
All the records we spun
I was dying for more
Just trying to fill up my lungs
But I knew it right then
He could never love me back
Still, I told myself
I'd never feel anything quite like that
Oh, bad habit, I can't be without
Oh, bad habit, bittersweet on my mouth
We got a long, drawn-out story
I don't want to explain
I picked up a bad habit
And I'll never be the same
I'll light it up, breathe it in
Let it all go, and I'll do it again
Light it up, breathe it in
I swear it almost feels like him
I remember when it felt like the first time
There ain't nothing like a first time
Bad habit, I'm gonna put you out
Oh, bad habit, I will miss you on my mouth
But we had a long, drawn-out story
And it was bound to end someday
Oh, bad habit, oh, bad habit
I'll never be the same
Artist: Booker T. And The Mg's
Artist: American Young
Artist: The High Kings