| I’m just the same fool, the old fool
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| The one fool, that you won’t fool no more
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| 'Least not the way that you fooled
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| The last fool you fooled before
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| So let the next fool, the new fool
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| Be a fool, that you will fool for sure
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| Just know that this fool, won’t be fooled
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| Like all those other fools no more
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| Go find some real fool, no near fool
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| The kind of fool, that knows what fools are for
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| That’ll give your foolin' heart, those foolish thrills
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| It won’t stand a chance to ignore
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| They’ll be a fine fool, a flat blind fool
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| The sort of fool with not a clue about what’s in store
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| Doing every fool-filled thing you need him to
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| For however long it is that fools endure
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| You might be finding a little lately
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| That I’ve been a greatly changing man
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| You don’t seem worried, so I’m encouraged
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| This won’t discourage all you other plans
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| 'Cause I’m just the same fool, the old fool
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| The one fool, that you won’t fool no more
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| 'Least not the way that you fooled
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| The last fool you fooled before
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| No, not the way that you fooled
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| All those other fools no more |