Buddy Whittington
Buddy Whittington - Can't Be Good For Me lyrics
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Too much of a good thing Can't be good for me Because I crave your sugar like a star-crossed sailor Seeks shelter from a stormy sea There ain't enough o' nothin' on The big blue planet gonna save myself from me Cause if the Good Lord ever made anything better It's waitin' in eternity Too much of a good thing Too much of a good good thing Too much of a good thing Can't be good for me I followed everything but the doctor's Orders just lookin' for sweet relief Tried everything sold over the counter And a few from underneath But I know deep down that there ain't Enough o' nothin' gonna satisfy my weary soul With one you done blew it cause a hundred won't do it I got to have your lovin' to keep me whole Too much of a good thing Too much of a good good thing Too much of a good thing Can't be good for me Well I tried everything in the medicine cabinet Tryin' to fell my spirit fly All the medications, pills and preparations From the doctor and the other guy I made every wrong turn till I eventually learned And I'm beginnin' to get it right I was an empty shell trudgin' through deep hell 'till Your sweet love led me to the light Too much of a good thing Too much of a good good thing Too much of a good thing Can't be good for me