Space is what you say you need, but I think indeed you're wrong, so wrong
Cause when you get back from your galaxy, then your girl will be long gone, long gone
But is it so bad, this is so sad, well you should be glad, that I'm still around you
I have a feeling that you have gone too far, I'm not the only star in your conversation
Plenty temptation, I bet you got a host of stars, you better stick to one, or you end up with none
But what a pity, now it is such a shame
But is it so bad, this is so sad
Sad
Sad
Sad
Sad
Sad
Sad
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I should be glad, that I'm still around you
Cause one is one enough, two is one too much, and three is a crowd, too crowded for me
One is one enough, two is one too much, and three is a crowd, too crowded for me
One is one enough, and two is one too much
And free as a crowd, to crowd it for me
Cause space is what you say you need
But I think indeed that you're wrong
Cause when you get back from your galaxy
Then your girl will be long gone
But is it so bad, this is so sad
Well you should be glad
That I'm still around you
You should be glad
One, two, three
Is a crowd, to crowd it for me
One is one and up
Two is one too much
And three is a crowd, to crowd it for me
One is one and up
And two is one too much
And three is a crowd, to crowd it for me
One, two, three
Because too many girls are too many stars
And too many hearts and too many flies
I tell you, too many girls are too many stars
And too many hearts and too many flies
I tell you, too many girls are too many stars
And too many hearts and too many flies
I tell you, too many girls are too many stars
And too many hearts and too many flies