©2018 by Pinkston Laser Project

Too Much Love

She's got style     She's got grace      

Everything in the right place

But she's suffering from too much love

 

She's got the lips       Those eyes     

A head full of stars, I tell you no lies

But she's suffering from too much love

 

She used to be such a simple girl     Sitting on her daddy's knee

I'd carry her books home after school     Just to keep her company

But now she's riding in a limousine     Wearing those fancy clothes

Her sugar daddy buys her diamonds and furs     But she's suffering

From too much love

 

She's so cool     She feels hot    

She thinks she's just fine, she must've forgot

She's suffering from too much love

She knows where   She knows when 

She knows just how, but I say it again

She's suffering from too much love

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She used to be such a simple girl     Sitting on her daddy's knee

I'd carry her books home after school     Just to keep her company

But now she's riding in a limousine     Wearing those fancy clothes

Her sugar daddy buys her diamonds and furs     But she's suffering

From too much love

 

She says yes     She means no    

She says goodbye while I say hello

But she's suffering from too much love

She can't sing     She can't dance    

She's got no use for true romance

Still she's suffering from too much love