| We all laugh when a fool falls down
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| Or when he’s dancing around
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| Fools suffer from magical thinking
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| Magical thinking often crowns a fool
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| I’m a fool when I’ve been drinking
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| I’m glad that I didn’t today
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| It was foolish to lie here
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| To think I could wish all the clouds away
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| Why yell at the sky
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| If it’s gonna rain?
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| It’s gonna rain
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| Don’t be foolish
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| Allow me to raise my hand
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| And admit how much of a fool I am
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| Allow me to raise my hand
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| And admit how much of a fool I am
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| Fools love someone who jumps right in
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| Someone who’ll come willingly
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| I may’ve started this fiasco
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| But God knows that the fool is me
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| I wish I could say it was all in jest
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| This could’ve been joking around
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| But there I go with that magical thinking
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| The clown inside just won’t give it a rest
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| Why yell at the sky
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| If it’s gonna rain?
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| It’s gonna rain
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| Don’t be foolish
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| Allow me to raise my hand
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| And admit how much of a fool I am
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| Allow me to raise my hand
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| And admit how much of a fool I am
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Who’s the fool now?
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Who’s the fool now?
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Tell me
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Who’s the fool now?
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Who’s the fool now?
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Who’s the fool now?
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| Who’s the fool?
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| Tell me |