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Vocals:
Molly McCabe
Instruments:
Taylor
6-string guitar
Tanglewood 12-string guitar
Gibson bass guitar
Patrick Eggle electric guitar
Alesis drums |
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I
see you lookin’ at that girl with the long blonde hair;
you don’t say it but I know you’re wishin’ you
were there;
you make some excuse about needin’ some air but I wonder;
I think that you’re over there gettin’ her number.
I’m nobody’s fool; you’ve
had your chances; you think that doin’ wrong’s all
right,
but now that I see what you’re doin’ to me, I’m
nobody’s fool tonight;
nobody’s fool tonight.
Light from the dance floor casts a shadow across your face,
but I don’t need to see it to know that you’re asking
her back to your place;
you’re talking for ages, I don’t know what takes you
so long,
but when you come back you’re smilin’ and singin’
that song.
I’m nobody’s fool; you’ve
had your chances; you think that doin’ wrong’s all
right,
but now that I see what you’re doin’ to me, I’m
nobody’s fool tonight;
nobody’s fool tonight.
Don’t think for a moment that I’m gonna put up with
this;
don’t expect me to turn a blind eye to some little miss.
So the evenin’ drags on and you can’t keep your eyes
off her face;
I pretend not to notice but you can tell you’re in disgrace;
when it’s time to go home I leave you standin’ at
the door;
we’re been here before and I’m not gonna take any
more.
I’m nobody’s fool; you’ve
had your chances; you think that doin’ wrong’s all
right,
but now that I see what you’re doin’ to me, I’m
nobody’s fool tonight;
nobody’s fool tonight;
nobody’s fool tonight;
nobody’s fool tonight.
(©2002
Stewart Bowman) |