(one two three once again go) There is nothing that competes with habit And I know it's neither deep nor tragic It's simply that you have to have it So you can make a k**ing Oh you can make a k**ing Oh you can make a k**ing I wish I was both young and stupid Then I too could have the fun that you did Till it was time to pony up what you bid So you could make a k**ing Oh you could make a k**ing Oh you could make a k**ing I could follow you and search the rubble Or stay right here and save myself some trouble Or try to keep myself from seeing double Or I could make a k**ing Or I could make a k**ing Oh I could make a k**ing Yeah I could make a k**ing I could make a k**ing