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, love, oh, love, stop making a fool of me

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, love, oh, love, stop making a fool of me

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

And 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, love, oh, love, stop making a fool of me

Oh, love, oh, love, stop making a fool of me, uh-huh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, silly

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, silly, yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, silly, yeah, yeah

Ooh, ooh, la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, silly, yeah, yeah

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, silly, yeah, yeah

Ooh