Nobody tells you   You end up knowing   Bad habits: you should sleep alone   Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel?   'Cos you're the voice of experience, every word   You choose sweet stolen info' you must never lose   Until you're so secure in your habitat familiar   But you won't want from me   There's nothing else to see   Try smoking your own and don't look at me   No need to explain it, just order dresses   Bad habits: you really shouldn't keep   Quick nip next door to the vendor of charisma   Because the time, the place and the mood is right   And good old Kevin'll be all right   Here comes ''His Soul" get your pen and notebooks ready   But you won't look like me   You'll never think like me   Try smoking your own and don't follow me   No need to explain it   Just order dresses   Bad habits: you should sleep alone   Open to suggestions, is that the way you feel