Too Many People - Alt.

Move it over, you're on my foot
Move it over, you're on my pillow
Move it over, you're on my chair
I left my program there

That means it's still my chair
Move it over, you're on my space
Move it over, your butt in line
Get your butt outta this line
Move it over, you're on my foot
Move it over, you're on my pillow

Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people

That's my cigarette there
Don't you recognize my lipstick?
Don't you smell my perfume?
It's in the air there

Move it over, you're on my foot
Move it over, you're on my chair
I left my program there
That means it's still my chair

It's my chair
It's my chair
It's my chair
It's my chair
That's my boyfriend there
Get your fingers outta his hair

Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people
Too many people



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Wilson
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