Is it you again outside, just bangin' on the front door?
You said you had enough, now you're comin' back for more.
But that's alright,
I said that that's alright.
Chorus:
I may not want to admit it,
I'm just a fool for your stockings, I believe.
Now I don't mind when you send money, and bring your girlfriend with you.
But how could one be so thoughtless, to try and handle less than two.
But that's alright,
I said that that's alright, baby
Chorus:
I may not want to admit it,
I'm just a fool for your stockings, I believe.
Now I'm telling everybody, it seems too good to be true.
Sweet things can always get sweeter, I know mine did, how about you?
Yes, it's alright,
I said, I said yes it is, that's alright.
Chorus:
I may not want to admit it,
I'm just a fool for your stockings, I believe.