There's nothing in the world that I'd like more Than to be
left standing outside your door Where perhaps I might be,
asked to come in. There I could very easily demonstrate What
now appears to be my fate You see I'm hooked on something
And it's not heroin Oh, I just can't get enough of you No I
can't get enough, what am -I gonna do I've tried every trick
in the book that's going Now I've decided that they're not
worth knowing My predicament is as simple as this I'm not
satisfied and the reason is I just can't get enough of you.
My experience of life so far Has been to say the least not
the least bizarre I mean I work for a living, 8 hours a day
I don't smoke or drink except for a little wine The friends
that I have are the genuine kind I think I'm fairly rational
in a moderate way. Yet I can't get enough of you No I can't
get enough, what am I gonna do I've had other woman but they
don't move me You're the only one that can see right through
me What you've got I can't explain Other than to tell you I
have one
complaint I just can't get enough of you. I just can't get
enough of you No I can't get enough, what am I gonna do like
Oliver Twist, said when he asked for more I happen to like
what you gave me before My condition is rather unique I'm
suffering from the world's first lovely disease I just can't
get enough of you
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