Harley
I know what I mean 'til you ask me
I know what I want to do with you
I know what I want 'til you ask me
Coming off when you know what I try to do.
And know the only thing for us
Is quit the questions, finish the fuss
Don't give up, babe, and don't despair
Just give me the truth and then
When it comes to this, when it comes to this.
You give me too much t-tenderness
Too much, too much t-tenderness.
D'you know what you feel when I ask you?
D'you know what you want to do with me?
D'you know what you see when I show you?
You make everything seen unseemly.
And know the only thing to do
Is carry the cuckold (shoo-bee-doo-bee-doo)
He give you too much sympathy
And too much love
And then when it comes to this, when it comes to this.
He give you too much t-tenderness
Too much, too much t-tenderness.
He give you too much t-tenderness
Too much, too much tenderness.
I know where I've been 'til you ask me
It's getting confusing in my head
I know what I've seen 'til you ask me
Or am I blind like somebody once said?
And now the only place to go
Is make for the mountains, head in the snow
He give you everything he could
He give you his heart and soul
But when it comes to this, when it comes to this.
He give you too much t-tenderness
Too much, too much tenderness
Too much tenderness
Too much tenderness
Too much, too much, too much, too much …