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Funny how lovers turn into sisters and brothers
Hang onto one another through the thick of it all
Cement their living with taking and giving
What the hell else are they supposed to do?
Caught up in a game without a point of view
The habit game, habit game, habit game

Funny how lovers compromise with each other
Put up with one another for the sake of the children
For the sake of the family, it's so crazy but really
What the hell else are they supposed to do?
Trapped like captives in a human zoo
Playing the habit game, habit game, habit game

But some declare themselves to know
that what exists between the status quo
Be nothing more than just a bore
A social chore that goes on and on and on
But let's suppose in passing thought
that we could ignore what we've been taught
That when it reaches that stage when love comes of age
We can turn that page and read on and on
That life without a wife may be better than love without life
(At least it's something)

But it's funny how lovers turn into middle-aged monsters
Put up with one another though the magic is dead
Kill the suspicion about each other's condition
They've been doing it for so long it become a way of life
It's enough that they're together as a husband and wife
Playing that habit game, habit game, habit game

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from Waiting for the Heave, released February 14, 2021

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Syd Kitchen Durban, South Africa

Digital works from the archive of South African singer-songwriter and guitarist Syd Kitchen (1951-2011). Curated by Sharp-Flat Records.

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