A fool there was
A fool there was

Decision after decision, I
Spite myself because

If ever a fool there was
What a fool there was

But you can't put that on me
You can't put that on me
I know what you said about me, and
I mostly agree
But you can't put that on me

A fool there was
A fool there was

Incision after incision, I
Spike myself because

If ever a fool there was
I was a fool there was

But you can't put that on me
You mustn't put that one on me, no
I know what you say about me, Joe
And I mostly agree
But you can't put that on me
All your tastes and preferences
They're measured out in Moscow miles, and the
Wolf prints in the snow
That led us off the straight and narrow

And crooked smiles are from one too many
Sad goodbyes
They no longer say hello, hello hello, ooh