Too Much

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.