is it you again outside, just banging on the front door? you say you had enough, now you're coming' back for more, but that's alright. i said that that's alright. 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 girlfriends 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. i may not want to admit it, i'm just a fool for your stockings i believe. now i'm tellin' 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, yes it is, that's alright. i may not want to admit it, i'm just a fool for your stockings i believe.