There's nothing in the world that I'd like more   Than to be left standing outside your door   Where perhaps I might be asked to come in      There I could very easily demonstrate   What now appears to be my fate   You see I'm hooked on something   And it's not heroin      Oh, I just can't get enough of you   No, I can't get enough, what am I gonna do?   I've tried every trick in the book that's going   Now I've decided that they're not worth knowing      My predicament is as simple as this   I'm not satisfied and the reason is   I just can't get enough of you      My experience of life so far   Has been to say the least not the least bizarre   I mean I work for a living, eight hours a day      I don't smoke or drink except for a little wine   The friends that I have are the genuine kind   I think I'm fairly rational in a moderate way      Yet I can't get enough of you   No, I can't get enough, what am I gonna do?   I've had other woman but they don't move me   You're the only one that can see right through me      What you've got I can't explain   Other than to tell you I have one complaint   I just can't get enough of you      I just can't get enough of you   No, I can't get enough, what am I gonna do?   Like Oliver Twist said when he asked for more   I happen to like what you gave me before      My condition is rather unique   I'm suffering from the world's first lovely disease   I just can't get enough of you      No, I can't get enough of you   I just can't get enough of you