There's nothing in the world that I'd like more Than to be left standing outside 
your door, Where perhaps I might be asked to come in There I could very easily 
demonstrate Of what now appears to be my fate, You see I'm hooked on something And 
it's not heroin, Oh I just can't get enough of you, No, I can't get enough what am 
I gonna do, I've tried every trick in the book that's going, Now I've decided that 
they're not worth knowing, My predicament is as simple as this, I'm not satisfied 
and the reason is I just can't get enough of you My experience of life so far, Has 
been to say the least, not the least bizarre, I mean I work for a living, eight 
hours a day, I don't smoke or drink, except a little wine, The friends that I have 
are the genuine kind, I think I'm fairly rational, in a moderate way, Yet I can't 
get enough of you, No, I can't get enough, what am I gonna do, I've had other women
 but they don't move me, You're the only one who can see right through me, What 
you've got I can't explain, Other than to
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