I Love You, You Little Fool
You get angry with no reason
Little things worry you
I often see
a distant look on your face
You get angry
with no reason
you blame the phone
the radio that plays
You get angry with no reason
you don’t have a real reason
when I want to go out
you’re getting ready to go home
But I will again
forget about all of it
You ask me one hundred times
I will tell one hundred times
I love you, you little fool
if only, only you knew
this is no game, no joke
I love you, you little fool
You get angry with no reason
turn your back on me
sometimes in front of everybody
my look offends you
But I will again
forget about all of it
You ask me one hundred times
I will tell one hundred times