I don't know what I was thinking
You were no good but you could do some fancy talking
I know your tricks and delight or a Gumball Machine
You can keep your quarter man 'cause you won't get nothing sweet out of me

I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting,(quitting), quitting, I'm quitting you
Like a, a girl wants her chocolate, yeah, I know that I'll miss you
But I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I'm not kidding I'm kicking you
'Cause you're my bad habit and I'm quitting you

I don't know what the heck you were thinking
It's gonna, gonna take a better man, I'm betting, to win my hand
I'm not gonna play your game, I don't like the high stakes
I'd rather sit alone at home playing one more round of 'Old Maid'

I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting,(quittin)g, quitting, I'm quitting you
Like a gambler leaving Vegas, boy, you know that I'll miss you
But I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I'm not kidding I'm kicking you,
'Cause you're my bad habit and I'm quitting

Cold turkey, giving you the cold shoulder
Off, like a band-aid, one quick sting, then it's over

I'm quitting, (quitting), quitting, (quitting), quitting, I'm not kidding I'm kicking you
'Cause you're my bad habit and the good Lord won't have it
You're my bad habit and I'm quitting you, you, yeah, yeah, yeah