Too Many Irons In The Fire

Too many irons in the fire
And there's too many loves you desire
It's off with the old, and it's on with the new
You'll never know what it means to be truthful

Too many parties and then
You'll find sadness and tears in the end
You'll never hear a baby croon
You'll never share a honeymoon
With too many irons in the fire

There's nothing wrong with your smile, dear
There's nothing wrong with your style, dear
You have two beautiful eyes
Eyes that I idolize

You have such charms in your dresses
Two perfect arms for caresses
Oh, it's too bad your one fault will keep us apart
This fault is breaking my heart

For you have too many parties and then
You'll find sadness and tears in the end
You'll never hear a baby croon
You'll never share a honeymoon
With too many irons in the fire



Credits
Writer(s): Johnny S. Black
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