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It's not a bad habit, it's a hobby
this ain't a date it's just coffee,
she asked if I loved her, I said 'hardly'
I don't even think I know what that means.

It's girls night out in the city,
Ya their makeup's perfect
but the looks aren't pretty,

Baby we've seen times tougher then these,
She's been burning through my money faster than kerosene
She said, I was pulling up my skirt then I was scraping up my knees
In between the motorbikes and epitaphs and names in the obituary

And I said, ohhh you don't say?
She put the money in the glove box
And grabbed a kleenex for the nose bleed

It might not be all down hill from here,
She wants to get out of town but needs help shifting the gears,
Says she lost most of her friends to Toronto,
Doesn't feel like Queen West but wants to get out of London,
So we're finding money in unexpected places,
I'm finding myself with old friends in old situations,
Have another drink we're not very far,
My scales in the trunk and I'm parked behind the bar,

Ya she kisses the way the good songs are sung
And she thinks that she's special
But she knows that I'm really only looking for some fun,
Now she's sitting on my bed half naked,
Asking if I want to go out and get some breakfast
While I'm walking to the kitchen
Wondering why the hell hasn't she left yet