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The Weekend (Bad Habits)
You don't want this So, don't call me out See I'm bad news And everybody knows it, but no one ever says a single word
Hands racing To catch up with your pulse We get so close It's gone before you know it like a shiver down the center of your spine
Bad, bad, bad habits
I confess on the weekend Confess on the weekend Oh-o-o I may be a mess But confess on the weekend Oh These bad habits
Never stop, stop, stop bad habits
There's no shame here But I'm not too proud So reckless And everybody knows it, but no one ever says a single word Well it's all wrong But it hurts so good Yeah, it hurts so good, good, good, good
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I confess on the weekend Confess on the weekend Oh-o-o I may be a mess But confess on the weekend Oh These bad habits Never stop, stop, stop bad habits
Oh, how our young blood boils in the heat of the night I'm a big, bad, coldblooded thriller, let it ride Chase me down like liquor, let it linger on your lips Go to church, born sinner, I ain't even gonna lie Don't be shy just surrender to that hunger in your eyes Feeling vicious on the dance floor, come on let it out, out, out, out, out Come on, let it out
I confess on the weekend Confess on the weekend Oh-o-o I may be a mess But confess on the weekend Oh These bad habits
Never stop, stop, stop bad habits
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