Got to work at the usual time
A little out of breath and my hair was flying
I rode in the elevator sixteen floors
Crowded and surrounded by the usual bores
My eyes were red and my circles were black
I could hear them buzzing all around my back
I didn't mind I was buzzing inside
I had too much loving last night

Work piled up like digging a grave
The morning went by in a kind of haze
I stopped for coffe around half past ten
And I didn't look up till quater to one
I couldn't stop thinking about the fun we'd had
I felt so good and I felt so bad
Lunchtime came, I couldn't eat a bite
I had too much loving last night

First he teased me
Then he squeezed me
How he pleased me!
I had too much loving last night

Round four o'clock I was starting to fade
My boss looked like the Marquis de Sade
I thought about it for the 99th time
That got me through till closing time
Now I'm riding on the evening train
Feels like my body is one big brain
Hair still messed, I ain't talking right
I had too much loving last night
I had too much loving last night
I had too much loving last night