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