Silly

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 I 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 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 Ah, ha 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, silly La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, silly La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, silly