But you're not a man You're just a Mannequin I wish you could feel that my love is real I'm such a fool Cause you're not a man You're just a, a toy Could you ever be a real, real boy And understand How do I get closer to you

'Cause since I've come on home Well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Won't you come on over Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over Valerie? Well sometimes I go out by myself

No, I don't When am I gonna learn Why, 'cause I'm tired of hating When will it be your turn Why, 'cause I'm tired of waiting Not fooled by your misleadings Won't buy this line you're selling

And I'll be (I'll be), your seven-day fool Only because I really love you And on a Monday, I'm gonna love ya And on a Tuesday, I'm gonna hug ya And on a Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, gonna love ya I work for you baby, work my hand to the

Sometimes I hear you calling out my name, And I hear you deep down inna mi brain, If I'm a fool I've only got myself to blame, Well I can see the sign 'cause I'm not blind, Although you're not mine from time to time, I've got to let you know you are my

'Cause since I've come on home, Well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair And the way you like to dress Won't you come on over Stop making a fool out of me Why don't you come on over Valerie? Well sometimes I go out by myself

How deep is your love, how deep is your love I really mean to learn 'Cause we're living in a world of fools Breaking us down when they all should let us be We belong to you and me And it's me you need to show How deep is your love? And you come to me on

My father told me, lying on his bed of death, "boy," he says, "woman she's gonna make it, don't fool your self 'cause she's got something to make a man lay that money, uh, right in her hand And the very thing that makes her rich will make you poor The

'Cause since I've come on home, well my body's been a mess And I've missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress Won't you come on over, stop making a fool out of me And I think of all the things, What you're doing and in my head I paint a

We're under control Waiting for the fire to light Feeling like we could do right Be the one that makes tonight 'Cause freedom is a lonely road I might be anyone A lone fool out in the sun Your heartbeat of solid gold I love you, you'll never know