"There's nothing in the world that I'd like more than to be left standing outside your door, where perhaps I might be asked to come in. There I could very easily demonstrate of what now appears to be my fate, you see I'm hooked on something and it's not heroin. Oh, I just can't get enough of you. No, I can't get enough. What am I gonna do? I've tried every trick in the book that's going, now I've decided that they're not worth knowing, my predicament is as simple as this: I'm not satisfied, and the reason is I just can't get enough of you."