By Abe
Date: 22 August 2000

Playing Your Fool

Baby, I try to play it smooth
And I try to play it cool
But it’s all in vain
Cuz I wind up playing your fool

I’m not gonna lie
I think about you all the time
But you are so hard to tame
So how am I gonna truly make you just mine?

Perfume for no reason
Late night mystery telephone call
Whispering and lies
Sudden trips to the "mall"

When we start to talking
Your words start running in my head
I realize now that it’s not what you say
But what you haven’t said

I look in the mirror
Each and every night
Wondering if you and I
Will ever get this right

I got a funny feeling
That we don’t have a chance
So why do I keep hanging on
To this frantic romance?

I think it’s all because
the way you make me feel
I want to fool myself
In to thinking that it’s real

Your style and your beauty
Make you impossible to resist
And though it’s only been a short while
Before you, how did I exist?

I’m hopelessly in love with you
And I don’t want to blow it
And unfortunately for me
You know it

Oh baby, I try to play it smooth
And I try to play it cool
But it’s all in vain
Cuz I wind up playing your fool
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