FOOL
JUST WHEN YOU THINK ITS RIGHT
ITS WRONG
JUST LIKE THE WORDS OF A SONG
I MAKE MYSELF A FOOL
AS I SING ALONG
IM GOING DOWN THAT
ROAD WITH YOU
BUT THERES NO STOP SIGNS
SO WATCH ME GOING FLYING THROUGH
IT WILL ALL END IN A MESS
I KNOW HOW THIS STORY GOES
YOU CALL ME A FOOL
BUT THIS FOOL
LOVES YOU SO
WORDS BY PETER STOCK HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2018
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