Too Good To Be True

Woah, yeah

You got a chance, you got a race
You got the frame, you got the face
You're a lover, like no other
But your pretty little smile is just a cover

Too good to be true, darling
Too good to be true
Too good to be true, yeah
Too good to be true

Out of my mind, out of my league
I was a fool to ever believe
A girl like you, as fine as can be
Could ever be true to a guy like me

Too good to be true, woah
Too good to be true, darling
Too good to be true, yeah
Too good to be true

Who am I to think you're mine?
You're not the kind to settle down
Your good loving you got to share
You were wise to run around
Man can't resist the way you twist
Your automatic hips make your backbone slip
Mine on Friday, Saturday with Jim
Sunday with Bobby, Monday you're mine again

Too good to be true, darling
Too good to be true
Too good to be true, woah
Too good to be true, sing it again
Too good to be true, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Too good to be true, yeah
Too good to be true, woah
Too good to be true, sing it again