Harley I know what I mean 'til you ask me I know what I want to do with you I know what I want 'til you ask me Coming off when you know what I try to do. And know the only thing for us Is quit the questions, finish the fuss Don't give up, babe, and don't despair Just give me the truth and then When it comes to this, when it comes to this. You give me too much t-tenderness Too much, too much t-tenderness. D'you know what you feel when I ask you? D'you know what you want to do with me? D'you know what you see when I show you? You make everything seen unseemly. And know the only thing to do Is carry the cuckold (shoo-bee-doo-bee-doo) He give you too much sympathy And too much love And then when it comes to this, when it comes to this. He give you too much t-tenderness Too much, too much t-tenderness. He give you too much t-tenderness Too much, too much tenderness. I know where I've been 'til you ask me It's getting confusing in my head I know what I've seen 'til you ask me Or am I blind like somebody once said? And now the only place to go Is make for the mountains, head in the snow He give you everything he could He give you his heart and soul But when it comes to this, when it comes to this. He give you too much t-tenderness Too much, too much tenderness Too much tenderness Too much tenderness Too much, too much, too much, too much ...