One Too Many Times Testo

Testo One Too Many Times

She was the golden summer wine And now she?s black and blue resigned He took advantage like the spider, helpless One too many times You had to go ahead and sing You had to steal that diamond ring Upon the headstone so inscribed, they cried One too many times We are so human, we?re so small We?re always coming back for more A second helping third and fourth, it?s gone One too many times One too many times