What Kind of Fool Am I
Anthony Newley / Leslie Bricusse
What kind of fool am I …
Who never fell in love
It seems that I'm the only one
That I have been thinking of.
What kind of man is this …
An empty shell
A lonely cell in which
An empty heart must dwell.
What kind of lips are these …
That lied with every kiss
That whispered empty words of love
That left me alone like this.
Why can't I fall in love …
Like any other man
And maybe then I'll know
What kind of fool I am.
Why can't I fall in love …
'till I don't give a damn
And maybe then I'll know
What kind of fool I am.
