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Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast (Airbourne) · Too Much, Too Little, Too Late (Johnny Mathis) · Lukather (Steve Lukather) · Too Much Too Young: The Gold Collection (The Specials) · Live: Too Much Too Young (The Specials) · Too Much Too Soon (New York Dolls) · Too Much Too Soon (New York Dolls) · Too Much Too Soon (New York Dolls) · Too Much Too Soon (New York Dolls) · Too Much Too Soon (Sputz) – and 90 other albums »


Me and Junior, Sonny and Steve hangin' at the fillin' station
And drinkin' Cokes out by the grease rack a week before graduation
Telling lies bout
Don't get strung up, by the way I look
Don't judge a book by its cover 
I'm not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
Don't get strung up, by the way I look
Don't judge a book by its cover 
I'm not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
Don't get strung out by the way I look
Don't judge a book by it's cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
Don't get strung up, by the way I look
Don't judge a book by its cover 
I'm not much of a man by the light of day,
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
Where folks like you
Hang around too long
And pass out jobs to yer relatives 'n such
So you all keeps a lot, 'n nobody else
Ever gets too much...to speak
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help

That used to rock this boy asleep now
If your own brother blood was taken by, your enemy, Steve?
Who has been looking all around for you!

But too much beng beng
Show some love a-town
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help

That used to rock this boy asleep now
so much soul
You brought about another tour
Don't forget your four by four

Can't buy yr Miss Right
Many girls will spend the night
Stop thinkin'
Don't get strung out by the way that I look,
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day, 
But by night I'm one hell
Well did you shoot him? Naw kid I didn't have the balls
That's when I realized I'm pumpin' too much Biggie Smalls

M to the A to the S to the K
Put
Steve - Guitars & Bass
Chris - Drums
Nancy Fagan - Vocals & Hysteria
Jamie Firlotte - Boy Vocals [The suff in the { }, except the
"Thank you's"
Don't get strung out by the way that I look
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Don't get strung out by the way that I look
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell
(Steve Whiteman, Terry Miller)
The best of times the worst of times
We've had some good times in between
Walking down on the boulavard of broken
You have too much time on your hands.


R is for R-gyle
No, it isn't

OK, you're right; I couldn't find a good "r" word

S is for Saar, a lovely
get strung out by the way that I look
Don't judge a book by its cover
I'm not much of a man by the light of day
But by night I'm one hell of a lover
gonna be some love times
Gonna be some hate times
Never will you take mine

I seen it all but the birth for my seeds
Too much purple man it hurt when I
Just can't get too much now
She's the coffee in my cup
Lay your head on my heart
They can't tear us apart
She's my little pick me up
She's my little pick
get busted
If you know kipsy
You're gonna get busted
If you know kipsy
There are voices on the street
Talkin' much too loud
If you're playing with
Steve - Guitars & Bass
Chris - Drums
Nancy Fagan - Vocals & Hysteria
Jamie Firlotte - Boy Vocals [The suff in the { }, except the
"Thank you's"
ain't too cool
Prolly get two pairs of socks, and a damn rubix cube
Motherfuckers be a fool, skipping school with snakes
Old dumb ass nigga, can't pass
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott