I Hate To Admit It

Paolo Albertazzi / Jay B. Sells / Phil Foster

I hate to admit it but 
I like you 
More than I should 
I like you 
I hate to admit it but 
You got me 
Oh you got me 

What a night 
Quarter to four 
Crashed at mine 
Fell asleep on the floor 
We're side by side 

Still confused but 
Remember the kiss 
Just a laugh so 
Why do I wish that you 
Remember it too? 

If only I could tell what's going on in your mind 
Surely come tomorrow it'll pass and we'll be fine 

I hate to admit it but 
I like you 
More than I should 
I like you 
I hate to admit it but 
You got me 
Oh you got me 

Oh oh oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh oh oh 

If only I could tell what's going on in your mind 
Surely come tomorrow it'll pass and we'll be fine 

I hate to admit it but 
I like you 
More than I should 
I like you 
I hate to admit it 
But you got me 
Oh you got me