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Charles Ray Fool For You

Oh, what makes me be Do you believe me child A fool for you Ohoh, no, I'm a fool for you I know you told me You didn't want me 'round And I know You got

Oh, what makes me be Do you believe me child A fool for you Ohoh, no, I'm a fool for you I know you told me You didn't want me 'round And I know You got

Oh, what makes me be Do you believe me child A fool for you Ohoh, no, I'm a fool for you I know you told me You didn't want me 'round And I know You got

is y'all That's what it is, that's what it is Smooth like Beretta, quicker than the Jedi You're soft like a feather, you little bed wetter Baby, baby, I heard you

time through fuck the playback I go off my head you know I shave my shit And you don't quit,I say you don't quit Cause i'm the protigal son you get

did your father demonstrate any affection for you? Phyllis: I've been watching you on the screen for four weeks . . . Finally, my monster . . . Is it real? Is it really you

Well I believed to my soul You're trying to make a fool out of me Last night you were dreaming and I heard you say Oh Johnny! When you know my name is Ray

that you write Just conceivably might Be a thought that you capture While coppin' a wink Doodlin' takes you beyond what you see When you write what you

believe to my soul now You're tryin' to make a fool of me (I believe it, I believe it) Last night you were dreaming and I heard you say "Oh, Johnny" when you