Refrão:
Too much of something is bad enough
But something's coming over me to make me wonder
Too much of nothing is just as tough
I need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied

I wrapped myself from around your finger
Hold me too tigh , or left to linger
Something fine,built to last
Slipped up there , i guess we're running out of time too fast

Well my dear you know he soothes me
(moves me)
There's no complication,there's no explanation
It's just a groove in me

Repete Refrão

What part of no don't you understand
I want a man, not a boy who thinks he can
Boy who thinks he can

Repete Refrão

Too much of nothing , so why don't we give it a try
Too much of something ,we're gonna be living a lie...