I started thinkin’ boutThe rest of my lifeI found my selfish
looking out forTrouble and strifeSomeone with whom I’ll spendThe
rest of my daysBut if I ever said I wasn’tSet in my waysThen I
guess you caught meLying to myselfWhat kind of foolDoesn’t think
about it?What kind of foolDoesn’t think about it?You’d have to be
a foolNot to think about itAm I gonna settle downAm I gonna
beSomeone who has to takeThe rest of my lifeTo settle down?Then I
guess you caught meLying to myselfWho’ll make a man out of me?One
thing I know aboutThe rest of my lifeI know that I’ll beLiving it
in CanadaI know I said I’ll shareThe rest of my daysBut I was
onlyGoing through a phaseAm I gonna settle downAm I gonna
beSomeone who has to takeThe rest of my lifeTo settle down?Then I
guess you caught meLying to myselfWhat kind of foolDoesn’t think
about it?What kind of foolDoesn’t think about it?You’d have to be
a foolNot to think about it?