Eric Bibb - Champagne Habits lyrics

[Eric Bibb - Champagne Habits lyrics]

Son, you got champagne habit's
On a beer salary - mama keeps tellin' me
Judgin' from the gifts you buy your wife
Musta been a sultan in your last life -
You worry me with your champagne habit's
On a beer salary

Better get your head out the clouds
Find out what a dollar's worth down on earth
Takin' from Peter to pay off Paul
Aw, son, you're headed for a fall
Boy, you worry me
With your champagne habit's
On that beer salary

Mama, now don't be worried
I'll be rollin' in dough someday -
I always say when I become a millionaire
I'll buy you a mansion anywhere
So, don't worry about me
With my champagne habit's on my beer salary



Mama, don't worry 'bout me
I was born lucky as a man can be

Friends call me dapper
'Cause, I do love my spats an' my fancy hats
I don't mind to ride the bus
But, I must say, a limo's much lеss fuss
Talkin' 'bout champagne habit's
On a beer salary

Son, you got champagne habit's
On a beer salary mama keeps tellin' mе
Spendin' cash wherever you please
You act like money grows on trees
With your champagne habit's
On that beer salary

An' I say, mama don't worry 'bout me
I was born lucky as a man can be
With my champagne habit's on my beer salary

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