FoolsHah, yeahOh-uh-ohHaHa-oh, ah-ah-ah Try one together, one time a secHa-oh, ah-uh-oh Oooh! Yeah! Well, I ain't about to go to schoolOoo, an' I'm sick an' tired of Golden Rules, ah! Oh! They say I'm crazy, from the wrong side of the tracksI never see them, but they're always so far back, oh Yeah, baby. How to say...Well lemme tell ya about this one timeHow ya gonna tell me Lemme put it to music, yeah, I say... Well, I'm sick an' tired of cleanin' room. Oh!An' it's the final bell for pushing broom. Oh-oh! Damned if I do an' then I'm damned if I don'tWon't someone tell me what it is they all want? It makes me blueFools, I live with foolsBlue, (Wow!) it makes me blueFools, I live with fools Whoa! BbbbbbbI just can't take it Ah, my teachers all gave up on meNo matter what they say, I, ha, disagreeAn' when I need somp'in to soothe my soulI listen to too much rock n' roll Don't want no class reunion, the circus just left townWhy behave in public if you're living on a playground? It makes me blueFools, I live with foolsBlue, it makes me blueFools, I live with fools. Wow! (Guitar Solo) Woo!Oh, yeah Oh! Woo! Blue, it makes me blue. Makes me blueFools, (Oh!) I live with fools. Live with fools(Wow!) Blue, (Hey hey!) it makes me blue. Makes her blueFools, (Oh oh) I live with fools. Whoa! Yeah Ah, ha ha! Uh, uh!All right, I saidMmm, here they goin', my way. Woo! (Woo!)Oh yeah! Oh yeah! (Vocal ad lib until fade)
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