I THINK YOU'VE GOT YOUR FOOLS MIXED UP
(Alfred Smith)

Brenton Wood


chorus
I think you've got your fools mixed up
you must think I'm somebody else

I'm not the same fool you knew that couldn't help himself
and followed you around like a dog
strung on a chain and wagged his cute little tail
whenever you call his name
but baby that will be no more remember when you walked out that door
I was on my knees I said "now baby please" you just looked at me and
said "no score" and you said it's no joke and maybe one day you'll be
back again
well, baby I got lucky again
I made myself a million tears
and another thing I want to say
I found myself another friend

chorus till fade
think you've got your fools mixed up
must think I'm somebody else