Too Much Of A Good Thing

No self control.

No moderation.

You see we're living

In a world of instant

Gratification.

And when that door

Is open wide,

You can't help

But step inside.

Then you say

You can't resist

Just a little piece

Of this and that

And everything.

Well, it make a poor heart sing.

Make you want

To beg for more.

Make you plead,

And ask, and I implore you...

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Give me everything.

Give me all that you've got.

I'm telling you:

Too much of a good thing

Is never enough.

Give me everything.

Give me all that you've got.

I'm telling you:

Too much of a good thing

Is never enough.

I can't control

My inclination.

You see I'm given

To the sin of instant

Gratification.

When your heart

Is open wide,

I can't help

But step inside.

Then I say

I can't resist

Just a little piece

Of bliss,

And a many-splendored thing.

Well, it make a poor heart sing.

Make me want to

Beg for more.

Make me plead,

And ask, and I implore you...

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I've got a thirst, in me,

That never ends.

So fill up my cup

Till it spills over, and over, and over, my head.

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