Fool, Fool, Fool (Look in the Mirror) Songtext
von Barbara Lewis
Fool, Fool, Fool (Look in the Mirror) Songtext
I′m a fool, fool, fool
He only makes me blue
But I won't replace him
Not even face him
With the truth about loving me
I′d rather just look in the mirror
And tell myself a lie
I'm a fool, fool, fool
The way I love that guy
Ooh, ooh
I look in the mirror
Count the tears
Now how many times
I've been lonely behind through the years
I′ve count up the high griece
End up the headaches
And a fool would say this ace way
Lush your tree
But no, not me
I′m a fool, fool, fool
He's got me in his hands
It tells me to squeeze him
It tells me to please him
And I obey his command
I′d rather just look in the mirror
And tell myself a lie
I'm a fool, fool, fool
The way I love that guy
Ooh, ooh
I look in the mirror
Count the tears
Now how many times
I′ve been lonely behind through the years
I've count up the high griece
End up the headaches
And a fool would say this ace way
Lush your tree
But no, not me
I′m a fool, fool, fool
He's got me in his hands
You know, he tells me to squeeze him
He tells me to please him
And I obey his command
I'd rather just look in the mirror
Oh, and tell myself a lie
I′m a fool, fool, fool
Oh, how I love that guy
He only makes me blue
But I won't replace him
Not even face him
With the truth about loving me
I′d rather just look in the mirror
And tell myself a lie
I'm a fool, fool, fool
The way I love that guy
Ooh, ooh
I look in the mirror
Count the tears
Now how many times
I've been lonely behind through the years
I′ve count up the high griece
End up the headaches
And a fool would say this ace way
Lush your tree
But no, not me
I′m a fool, fool, fool
He's got me in his hands
It tells me to squeeze him
It tells me to please him
And I obey his command
I′d rather just look in the mirror
And tell myself a lie
I'm a fool, fool, fool
The way I love that guy
Ooh, ooh
I look in the mirror
Count the tears
Now how many times
I′ve been lonely behind through the years
I've count up the high griece
End up the headaches
And a fool would say this ace way
Lush your tree
But no, not me
I′m a fool, fool, fool
He's got me in his hands
You know, he tells me to squeeze him
He tells me to please him
And I obey his command
I'd rather just look in the mirror
Oh, and tell myself a lie
I′m a fool, fool, fool
Oh, how I love that guy
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