Don't suppose I should ask any questions Don't suppose I should know any more Don't suppose you have any suggestions To make you come knocking at my door Don't suppose there's a chance to talk it over Don't suppose you would understand If we could come to terms with one another While meeting each others demands Half the fun is the falling out And making the reconcile There will be times when I'll scream and shout
Baby that's not your style Half the fun is the reason I'm here Don't suppose I could persuade you Don't suppose I could make you see Lovers are a special breed of person Who don't suffer from uncertainty Half the fun is the falling out And making the reconcile There will be times when I'll scream and shout Baby that's not your style Half the fun is the reason I'm here