(Leslie Bricusse - Anthony Newley)

What kind of fool am I whonever fell in love
It seems that I'm the only one that I have been thinking of
What kind of girl is this an empty shell
A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell.

What kind of lips are these that lied with every kiss
That whispered empty words of love that left me alone like this
Why can't I fall in love like any other girl
And maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am.

Why can't I fall in love like any other girl
And maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am...