Obsession Blues

By michael mcdonald and bernie chiaravalle



Starin' back at a room full of strange faces

I sense another welcome worn thin

A bartender sayin' "son take it outside"

"take it out the door you brought it in"

He said, he don't wanna hear about my problem

Or why i think i got it so tough

He said guys like me come a dime a dozen

That my only problem is knowin' when i've had enough

(but) how can i have too much?

How can i have to much of somethin' i can't get enough of?



You said it so well in your letter baby

You gave me every reason why

Girl you sure use a lot of paper, just to say good-bye

Well here's to the good times

Here's to the way we were

Here's to how you tried to be my lover