Silly (Williams Deniece)

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 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 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,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