You're a fool to cry Daddy you're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why" I'm a fool baby She says, "Daddy you're a fool to cry I put my head on her shoulder When I come home baby And I've been working all night long

Whenever you look at me I wish I was her You shower me with words made of knives You grace me with your cold shoulder You say it's all in my head And the things I think just don't make sense So where you been then? Don't go all coy Don't turn it round on