SHE'S TOO MUCH FOR YOU

I read about her in the Sunday papers
I see her picture hanging on your wall
You're chain smoking as you wait for her to call

You're so convinced that she's the one and only
A conversation rarely so refined
Got you believing she's your heaven and earth combined

She'll have you spending all your hard-earned money
And all your lovin' too
You're so frustrated that your heart beats funny
And your face turns blue

I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
but she's too much for you

I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
but she's too much for you

She tell you stories 'bout her fame and fortune
I don't believe a single word is true
Don't let her blind you so your feet get stuck like glue

She keeps insisting she's your Playboy Bunny
But no she won't explain
She keep you wasting all your hard-earned money
On her next campaign

I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
but she's too much for you

I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
I don't know much about lovin'
but she's too much for you

Words and music:

Caj Hoegberg - Dougie Lawton
Desert Ireland Music/Ruckaracka Music