I'm not saying it your fault
Although you could have done more
Oh, you're so naive, yet so
By such a smiling sweetheart
Oh, and your sweet and pretty face
That every time I look inside
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking
She's still out to get me
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking
She's still out to get me
I may say it was your fault
'Cause I know you could have done more
Oh, you're so naive, yet so
By such a smiling sweetheart?
Oh, and your sweet and pretty face
In such an ugly way something so beautiful
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking
She's still out to get me
I know that she knows that I'm not fond of asking
She's still out to get me
By such a smiling sweetheart?
Oh, you're so naive, yet so
And every time you're on his side
I know she knows that I'm not fond of asking
True or false, it maybe be
She's still out to get me
And I know she knows that I'm not fond of asking
True or false, it maybe be
She's still out to get me