G Big house, big car, G back seat, full bar. G Houseboat won't float. G The bank wont tote the note. C C Too much stuff. Woo! G G It's just too much stuff. A D G G It'll hang you up, dealing with too much stuff. G Hangin' out on the couch, G puttin' on the pounds. G Better walk, run, jump, swim. G Try to hold it down. C C Eatin' too much stuff. G G Too much stuff A It'll wear you down, D G carryin' around too much stuff. G Hundred dollar cab ride, G Fogged in cant fly. G Greyhound, Amtrak G Oughta bought a Cadillac. G Too much stuff. C C Too much stuff. A D G G It'll slow you down, foolin' with too much stuff. (use chorus chords here) C C Well its a way too much. G G You're never gonna get enough. A A You can pile it high, but you'll never be satisfied. G Rent a tux, shiny shoes G back stage big schmooze. G Vocal group can't sing, G won awards for everything. C C Too much stuff! Woo! G G Too much stuff! A They just keep on goin', D G G rollin' in all that stuff. G Got hurt, cant work, G got a lotta bills, G but the policy don't pay G 'less I get k*lled. C C Too much stuff. Woo! G G Too much stuff A D G G Just my luck, countin' on too much stuff. C C Well it's-a way too much. G G Your never gonna get enough. A D You can pile it high, But you'll never be satisfied. G Running back can't score, G 'till he gets a million more. G Quarterback can't pass. G Owner wants his money back. C C Too much stuff. Woo! G G Too much stuff. A You know you can't get a grip D G G when your slippin' in all that stuff. G Women every which-a way G messin' with my mind G You know I fall in love every day G three or four times. C C Too much stuff. Woo! G G Too much stuff. A It'll mess you up, D G G foolin' with too much stuff. G Yeah, too much stuff. G Too much stuff. G Too much stuff. G Too much stuff. C C You never get enough, G G 'cause there's just too much stuff. A you know you can hurt yourself D G G foolin' with too much stuff A D G G Yeah, it'll tear you down, foolin' with all that stuff. Repeat G until fade out. Spoken Dellbert: Thats a lot of stuff. Other Guy: Thats a whole lot of stuff. Dellbert: There's just too much of it man. Other Guy: Yeah, I know. There's more stuff. Dellbert: Is that your stuff? Other Guy: Can't even know what to do with it. Dellbert: That's a lot of stuff. Other Guy: I have hurt myself. Delbert: It might be too much. Other Guy: Seriously... hurt myself.