Lyrics

I love to keep you satisfied A workman that will sleep at night Too much, too much You want me seven days a week To treat you right I'm far to weak Too much, too much Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Stop the way you waste my juice There's no excuse and no amuse Too much, too much And if you wanna save my life You'd better are a restrained wife Too much, too much Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Stop the way you waste my juice There's no excuse and no amuse Too much, too much And if you wanna save my life You'd better are a restrained wife Too much, too much Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more Ooh, much more... You are too much ah! We are dead ah! Too much, too much, too much-a.
Writer(s): Hanns Schmidt Theissen, Gerhard Folke Plaetz, Gerhard Gruenberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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