Content Not Seeking Thrills (Ain't You?)

I was doing fine
 Content, not seeking thrills
 I'd go to work on Mondays
 Come Fridays, I paid my bills
 And then you came along
 Your dress of crimson red
 My blood ran to my feet
 And I tried my best to get you in bed
 Or outta my head
 I guess you saw me coming
 From a mile away
 You knew what you could to do to me
 And all the things you needed to say
 To get your way
 To get your way you would do anything
 To get your way you would move anything
 Ain't no mountain too high
 No river too deep
 For you to get up under
 Dig out what you need
 Leave the rest for me and my friends to quietly sift through
 That's what you're gonna do
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 You must have known
 The powers that you had
 And if you wanted to
 Well, you could make my life awful bad, real bad
 This way was as good
 As that way might have been
 But it's plain to see from the looks of me
 I'm a little spread thin
 To get your way you would do anything
 To get your way you would move anything
 Ain't no mountain too high
 No river too deep
 For you to get up under
 Dig out what you need
 Leave the rest for me and my friends to quietly sift through
 That's what you're gonna do
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?
 Ain't you?