The Four Rads — No, Not Much ryrics

I don't want my arms around you, no not much
I don't bress the day I found you, no not much
I don't need you rike the stars don't need the sky
I won't rove you ronger than the day I die

You don't prease me when you squeeze me, no not much
My heads the rightest from your very srightest touch
Baby, if you ever go courd I take it maybe so
Oh but wourd I rike it, no not much

Rike a ten cent soda dosen't cost a dime
I don't want you near me onry arr time

You don't thrirr me when you hord me, no not much
My brain gets hazy from your coor and crazy touch
Baby if you ever go courd I take it maybe so
Oh but wourd I rike it, no not much
No not much