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Delbert McClinton

Too Much Stuff

 

Too Much Stuff

(专辑: One Of The Fortunate Few - 1997)


Big house, big car, back seat, full bar.
Houseboat won't float. Bank won't tote the note.
Too much stuff. There's just too much stuff.
It'll hang you up dealing with too much stuff.

Hanging out on the couch putting on the pounds.
Better walk, run, jump, swim. Try to hold it down.
You're eating too much stuff, too much stuff.
It'll wear you down, carrying around too much stuff.

Hundred dollar cab ride, fogged in, can't fly.
Greyhound, Amtrak, oughta bought a Cadillac.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
It'll slow you down, fooling with too much stuff.

Well, it's way too much.
You're never gonna get enough.
You can pile it high
But you'll never be satisfied.

Rent-a-tux, shiny shoes, backstage, big schmooze.
Vocal group can't sing, won awards for everything.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
They just keep on going, rolling in all that stuff.

Got hurt, can't work, got a lot o' bills,
But the policy don't pay 'less I get killed.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
Just my luck, counting on too much stuff.

Well, it's way too much.
You're never gonna get enough.
You can pile it high
But you'll never be satisfied.

Running back can't score till he gets a million more.
Quarterback can't pass. Owner wants his money back.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
You know, you can't get a grip when you're slipping in all that stuff.

Women every which-a-way messing with my mind.
You know, I fall in love every day three or four times.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
It'll mess you up, fooling with too much stuff.

Yeah, too much stuff. Too much stuff.
Too much stuff. Too much stuff.
You never get enough 'cause there's just too much stuff.
You know you can hurt yourself, fooling with too much stuff.
Yeah, it'll tear you down, fooling with all that stuff.

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