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?