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She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool, fool, fool, fool
Everything is better when you’re cheering for the winner
When you’re cheering for the winner, then the song remains the same
She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool, fool, fool, fool
Home, in an aisle of cans and bags
Home, in a tent-house made of rags
Home, in a hate you cannot see
Home, in a recollection
Got to understand the past to find direction
Everything is better when you’re cheering for the winner
When you’re cheering for the winner, the song remains the same
She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool
She’s a fool, fool, fool, fool