Fool's Gold
She's a stunner
Not a daily find
On some other level, darlin'
I would like to make you mine
Cards to your chest
As the barman pours the booze
'Til the house lights, they come up
On the street, which way to choose?
Now it's 3:02
Walking towards my room
What will we do, what will we do
In the morning when the coffee's brewed?
Half clothed hellos
Waking up to you is gold
I'd take on a shiver of sharks with you
They'd swim around, we'd make the moves
Nothing that we couldn't do
I'm not a bettor, but I'm not a blind
Fool's (Gold), fool's (Gold)
Fool's (Gold)
She's my summer
On moonlit nights
I would like to take you walking
Show you spots I think you'd like
We could drink in Paris
Been to a bar on Rue Daunou
Piano man lights up his cigarette
And plays the delta blues
'Til it's 3:02
And you slip off your shoes
What will we do, what will we do
In the morning when the coffee's brewed?
Half clothed hellos
Waking up to you is gold
I'd like to say that I'm glad for tonight
I'd take on a shiver of sharks with you
They'd swim around, we'd make the moves
Nothing that we couldn't do
I'm not a bettor, but I'm not a blind
Fool's (Gold), fool's (Gold)
Fool's (Gold) Gold
Fool's Gold
This may be crazy
Let's play along
The ball goes back, forth, between us, love
Like a game of ping-pong
Not a daily find
On some other level, darlin'
I would like to make you mine
Cards to your chest
As the barman pours the booze
'Til the house lights, they come up
On the street, which way to choose?
Now it's 3:02
Walking towards my room
What will we do, what will we do
In the morning when the coffee's brewed?
Half clothed hellos
Waking up to you is gold
I'd take on a shiver of sharks with you
They'd swim around, we'd make the moves
Nothing that we couldn't do
I'm not a bettor, but I'm not a blind
Fool's (Gold), fool's (Gold)
Fool's (Gold)
She's my summer
On moonlit nights
I would like to take you walking
Show you spots I think you'd like
We could drink in Paris
Been to a bar on Rue Daunou
Piano man lights up his cigarette
And plays the delta blues
'Til it's 3:02
And you slip off your shoes
What will we do, what will we do
In the morning when the coffee's brewed?
Half clothed hellos
Waking up to you is gold
I'd like to say that I'm glad for tonight
I'd take on a shiver of sharks with you
They'd swim around, we'd make the moves
Nothing that we couldn't do
I'm not a bettor, but I'm not a blind
Fool's (Gold), fool's (Gold)
Fool's (Gold) Gold
Fool's Gold
This may be crazy
Let's play along
The ball goes back, forth, between us, love
Like a game of ping-pong
Credits
Writer(s): James Priestner, Lubomir Ivan, Jeffrey Quinn, Jan Cajka, Duran Ritz
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