Bamboozled by Love - Live

Bamboozled by love
Oh, Lord, the shit done hit the fan
Bamboozled by love
Oh, Lord, the shit done hit the fan

Well, the way that girl been carryin' on
I swear, I just don't understand
Well you know I treat her nice and kind
The way no other lover can

Yeah, you know I treat her nice and kind
The way no other lover can
Well, I came home the other day and she was
Sucking off some other man

I ain't the type for beggin'
I am not the type to plead
If she don't change her evil ways
I'm gonna make 'er bleed

She can scream and she can holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
Ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
You know she fooled around too long
Bamboozled by love
You know she fooled around too long, too long, too long

Well, I'm mad and getting meaner
I am here, and she is gone, gone, gone, gone
And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn, say
Ya know she's underneath the lawn, lawn, lawn

Well, I ain't the type for beggin'
I am not the type to plead
If she don't change her evil ways
I'm gonna make her bleed

She can scream and she can holler
Bang her head all along the wall
If she don't give me what I want
Ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
You know she fooled around too long, too long
Yeah, bamboozled by love
You know she fooled around too long, too long

Well, well I, I'm mad and getting meaner
I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, and she is gone, gone, gone
Said she's gone, said she's gone, yeah
And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn, the lawn, the lawn, oh, yeah



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Writer(s): Frank Zappa
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