| Love is like quicksand
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| It’s always bringin' me down
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| I still keep comin' back for more
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| And like an addiction
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| One is never enough
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| I’m like a junkie at your door
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| Too much of a good thing
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| Is like getting high and coming down
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| My heart’s on a string
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| I’ve been blind to the sting
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| Getting much, too much of a good thing
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| I came to your party
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| And stayed a little too late
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| You woke me naked on the floor
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| You are my strongest weakness
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| And I don’t want nothin' else
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| You got the fix I’m looking for
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| Too much of a good thing
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| Will turn your whole world upside down
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| My heart’s on a string
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| I’ve been blind to the sting
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| Getting much, too much of a good thing
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| She’s my favorite disease
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| Makes me crawl on my knees
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| Getting much, too much of a good thing
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| Like you partied all night
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| And you’re too trashed from drinking
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| The only way out is another shot glass to sink in
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| Tell me, baby, what will it take
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| 'Coz I keep makin' the same mistakes
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| My heart’s on a string
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| I’ve been blind to the sting
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| Getting much, too much of a good thing
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| And I know it’s no good
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| Yeah, I’d quit if I could
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| Getting much, too much
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| Getting much, too much
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| Oh, it’s just too much of a good thing |