Silly of me to think that I Could ever have you for my guy How I love you How I want you Silly of me to think that you Could ever really want me too How I love you You're just a lover out to score I know that I should be looking for more What could it be in you I see What could it be Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love Stop making a fool of me Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love Stop making a fool of me Silly of me to think that you Could ever know the things I do Are all done for you Only for you Silly of me to take the time To comb my hair and pour the wine And know you're not there You're just a lover out to score And I know that I should be looking for more What could it be in you I see What could it be Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love Stop making a fool of me Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love
Stop making a fool of me Ooh...hoo...hoo...hoo... Silly of me to go around And brag about the love I've found I say you're the best Well, I can't tell the rest And foolish of me to tell them all That every night and day you call When you could care less You're just a lover out to score And I know that I should be looking for more What could it be in you I see What could it be Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love Stop making a fool of me Oh...oh...oh...love, oh, love Stop making a fool of me, uh-huh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh...ooh...ooh...silly Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh...ooh...ooh...silly Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Silly Ooh, ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Silly La-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Silly