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 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 can't tell the rest 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 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