There's a chill in the air comin' off the river tonight Sure am glad I chose my sweater Walk alone, I walk alone tonight Yeah, I've felt better But I know, in my heart One car in an alley is better than a vacant lot And you'll see, on my face Lines on a young man can find their place Baby, I have left so much behind Until I pa**ed the same place twice Now I see just what ya done to me Too much of a good thing Can you hold the line Another call's comin' in Might be the one I just got over Back and forth and up again For just a wrong number But to scream a good cry Could leave me naked in some stranger's eyes So I'll whisper, a little cry Hope this memory'll soon pa** by. Ooh Baby, I got feelin's old and strong I did not think they'll last this long Tell me why your light keeps turnin' on I say too much of a good thing Too much of a good thing A lonely voice finds little demand It turns too shy and afraid to make a stand For one last time can't you listen to me Baby don't let me go silently You're too much, you're too much You're too much of a good thing You're too much of a good thing, too much Much too, much too, much too, much too, much too, much too, much too much You're too much of a good thing