If You Can't Be Good, Be Good At It

Alright, now let this be a lesson to you Mama never raised any smart mouth kid She told us once and that was it She said, son sit down, son that's enough Mama really loved us but she sure was tough Could never get away with callin' her bluff You been runnin' all night, chasin' those skirts You ought to be ashamed, late again for work Boy, don't you know you're on the wrong track And throwin' it away, you never get it back Hard lovin' mamas don't cut you no slack But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand 'Cause daddies know, when to hang on and when to let go He said, "Bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit If you can't be good, son, be good at it" Now mama's still on me 'bout wrong and right Hopin' one day I might see the light My heart's been broke, I make mistakes I still try to give 'em as much as I take Now old habits are hard to break But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand 'Cause daddies know, now when to hang on and when to let go He said, "Bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit If you can't be good, son, be good at it If you can't be good, be good at it" But my old man was a little bit more inclined to understand 'Cause daddies know, when to hang on and when to let go He said, "Now bein' addicted to love's a real bad habit If you can't be good, son, be good at it If you can't be good, be good at it" Well, if you can't be good, be good at it Take that to your old man, son Don't worry about bein' good, I'll show you how it's done