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Reasons To Quit

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Reasons to quit the smoke and beer don't do me like before
And I'm hardley ever sober and my ole freinds
Don't come round much anymore
Reasons to quit the low is always lower than the high
And the reasons for quitin' dont outnumber all the reasons why

So we keep smokin and we keep drinkin
Havin fun and never thinkin'
Laughin' at the price tags the we pay
And we keep roarin down the fast lane
Like two young men feelin no pain
And the reasons for quitin' are gettin bigger each day

Reasons to quit I cant afford the habit all the time
And I need be sober I gotta write some new songs that will rhyme
Reasons to quit there ain't no rhyme or reason when your high
And the reasons for quitin' don't outnumber all the reasons why

So we keep smokin and we keep drinkin
Havin fun and never thinkin'
Laughin' at the price tags the we pay
And we keep roarin down the fast lane
Like two young men feelin no pain
And the reasons for quitin' are gettin bigger each day


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