I think you people might have had enough of silly glove songs,
But I look around me and I see room for one more.
I’m tired of fillin’ this site with silly glove songs.
There’s naught wrong with that,
But I must go,
For Rocky Road’s up next.

I love you. [x4]

I can explain, I’m not insane, you see; I’m feelin’ free.
Babe, just give me more, just give it all to me.
There’s nothing wrong,
Still, I must go,
For Rocky Road’s up next.

I love you. [x4]

Gloves, they don’t come in a minute,
Sometimes, they don’t come at all.
I only know that I’m no nitwit,
I’m only silly, no I’m only silly, I’m just so silly for gloves.

[instrumental break]

How can I tell you about my gloved ones? [x2]

How can I tell you about my gloved ones?
(I love you)
How can I tell you about my gloved ones?
(I love you)

I love you. [x2]

I love you.
(I can explain, I’m not insane, you see; I’m feelin’ free)
I love you
(Babe, just give me more, just give it all to me)
I love you
(How can I tell you about my gloved ones?)
(I can explain, I’m not insane, you see; I’m feelin’ free)
I love you
(How can I tell you about my gloved ones?)
(Babe, just give me more, just give it all to me)
I love you
(How can I tell you about my gloved ones?)
(I can explain, I’m not insane, you see; I’m feelin’ free)
I love you
(How can I tell you about my gloved ones?)
(Babe, just give me more, just give it all to me)

I think you people might have had enough of silly glove songs,
But I look around me and I see room for one more, oh yeah.
I’m tired of fillin’ this site with silly glove songs.
There’s naught wrong with that.