Too many cooks are gonna spoil the stew There ain't nobody cooking but me and you Too many cooks are trying to get in your kitchen The first thing you know there's something missin' You got a real good oven, you've got a hot range, too Let me butter your

'Cause she'll never break, never break, never break, never break There's been so many girls that I've known I've made so many cry, and still I wonder why Here comes a little girl, I see her walking down the street She's all by herself, I try and knock

Be be be a bee So many things I refuse to be I'd like to be be a bee So many things are bothering me But you know bees are free

You are my last, my first And then I hear this voice inside You are my heaven on earth She was lost in so many different ways Out in the darkness with no guide I know the cost of a losing hand But for the grace of God go I I found heaven on earth

With a satisfied mind How many times have You heard someone say If I had his money I could do things my way But little they know That it's so hard to find One rich man in ten Once I was waitin'

I've been for sometime, looking for someone I need to know now, please tell me who I am There are so many things that I don't understand Many rooms to explore but the doors look the same I am lost I can't even remember my name There's a world within in

If all these words you speak of meant a thing I'd take back all the lines against you that I sing But I know that there's nothing real inside Your heart's invested in feeding everyone lies I've seen so many of you come and go, That's 'cause your in it

God knows I'm trying I cannot tell who is my friend I need distance between me and them Gonna have to teach me how to love you again God knows I'm trying for you I seen man turn fool for the money one too many times I seen some girls turn their back on

Something I don't know Tell me, tell me, tell me Everybody tells me Like how many inches in a mile What it takes to make you smile Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby I hear it all the time I'm never gonna amount to much But they're never gonna

Something I don't know, Tell me, tell me, tell me, How many inches in a mile, Getcha not to treat me like a child, baby. What it takes to make you smile, I hear it everyday, I hear it all the time, I'm never gonna amount to much, But they're never gonna