Song Description
This guy has problems with his girlfriend's over-compsumption, but he really can't quit her, so he complains about it while playing some heavy riffs to a Kinks-esque background beat
| Song Length |
3:44 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Disturbed |
Subject |
Frustration, Comedy, Funny |
| Language |
English |
Era |
1960 - 1969 |
Lyrics
You?re wasting my love, you?re wasting my money,
You?re just a waste of time
You?re wasting my love, it ain?t very funny,
I think you?re way out of line
But when I try to leave you, I just can?t take it
I gotta be near you, I know we can make it
Every time I see you, I try to dismiss you
But then when I greet you, I gotta just kiss you
You?re driving my car, you?re watching my TV
You got a lot of nerve
You?re eating my Brie, you?re drinking my Chablis
Can?t you learn to conserve
But every time I see you I just can?t take it,
I gotta be near you, I know we can make it
When I try to leave you, I want to dismiss you
But then when I see you, I gotta just kiss you
You?re reading my books, you use my computer
What will you do next
You use my cell phone to call Tuscaloosa
Come on now, I gotta object
But when I try to leave you I just can?t take it
I gotta be with you, I know we?ll make it
Won?t you please try to slow down on using my stuff
Baby baby, you?re much too much