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 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
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,
Silly of me to go around and brag about the love i found
And say you're the best, well, i cant 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 ju: st 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,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,…silly
Ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh,…silly
Ooh,ooh,ooh,ooh… Silly

Ooh,ooh,la,la,la,la,la,la,la…silly
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la…silly