She was the golden summer wine
  And now she?s black and blue resigned
  He took advantage like the spider, helpless
  One too many times
  
  You had to go ahead and sing
  You had to steal that diamond ring
  Upon the headstone so inscribed, they cried
  One too many times
  
  We are so human, we?re so small
  We?re always coming back for more
  A second helping third and fourth, it?s gone
  One too many times
  One too many times