Loving fool کے بول

Such a pretty thing Swaying as I sing Putting out and in Output and input pumping Say you're free to cling Lashes of her eyes Waving hi-goodbyes Though hearts do never lie Hearts do get told lots of lies By lashes and their eyes Oooh, when my wish comes true It will be that you and me Can do all that lovers do So let me be your loving fool The trick is in the hips In the licking of the lips Tricks that twist the wrists Wrists of my will to resist Surrender is bliss When you softly whisper me That you want me hardly What's that supposed to mean? Do you want me or not me 'cause I can either be I'd leave my nothing and my all To be there for you when you call And if you've wondered what's this noise It's loving's universal voice Calling me, calling you