Too Much Of A Good Thing

There's a chill in the air comin' off the river tonight,
 Sure am glad I chose my sweater,
 Walk alone, I walk alone tonight,
 Yeah, I've felt better.
 But I know, in my heart,
 One car in an alley is better than a vacant lot,
 And you'll see, on my face,
 Lines on a young man can find their place.
 Baby, I have left so much behind,
 Until I passed the same place twice
 Now I see just what ya done to me,
 Too much of a good thing.
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 Can you hold the line,
 another call's comin' in,
 Might be the one I just got over,
 Back and forth and up again,
 For just a wrong number.
 But to scream a good cry,
 Could leave me naked in some stranger's eyes,
 So I'll whisper, a little cry,
 Hope this memory'll soon pass by. Ooh.
 Baby, I got feelin's old and strong,
 I did not think they'll last this long,
 Tell me why your light keeps turnin' on,
 I say too much of a good thing.
 Too much of a good thing.
 A lonely voice finds little demand,
 
 it turns too shy and afraid to make a stand.
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 For one last time can't you listen to me,
 Baby don't let me go silently
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 You're too much, you're too much.
 You're too much of a good thing,
 You're too much of a good thing, too much
 Much too, much too, much too, much too, much too, much too, much too much,
 You're too much of a good thing.