Ruthie Foster - What Kind of Fool

What kind of fool
Would love you
What kind of fool
Would even try
With your transparent words and stars in your eyes
Easy to see I've been hypnotized
What kind of fool...
What kind of fool am I?

What kind of heart slips away so easy?
What kind of soul can't be satisfied?
What kind of love does it take to please me?
What kind of fool.
What kind of fool am I?

What kind of fool am I? Bending to reach for the sky.
Stoop down just to get high. What kind of foolWhat kind of fool am I..

Why do the hard times come so easy
Work my way to the bottom every time
If there was a heart out there..could make me change my ways
I'd be fooling the fool for the first time, for the last time

What kind of fool am I? Bending to reach for the sky
Stoop down just to get high
What kind of foolWhat kind of fool

What kind of fool am I? Bending to reach for the sky
Stoop down just to get high
What kind of foolwhat kind of fool
What kind of fool, what kind of fool am I?

Written by:
Hadden Sayers, Ruthie Foster, Scottie Miller

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