I Think You've Got Your Fools Mixed Up
Composer(s): Alfred Smith
Performer(s): Brenton Wood



I think you got your fools mixed up
You must think I'm somebody else
I'm not the same fool you know
That couldn't help himself

And followed you around like a dog
Strung on a chain
And wagged his cute little tail
Whenever you called 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 then you said

It's no joke and maybe one day you'll be back again
But baby, I got lucky again
I made myself a million tens
And another thing I wanna say
I found myself another friend, woo...hoo...

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

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