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