Bamboozled By Love [Chicago ’78]

Lyrics

Bamboozled by love Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan Bamboozled by love Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan The way that girl been carryin' on I swear I just don't understand You know I treat her nice and kind The way no other lover can Don't you know I treat her nice and kind The way no other lover can You know I came home the other day and she was Suckin' off some other man Some other man I ain't the type for beggin' I ain't the type to plead If she don't change those 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 She gonna have no head at all Bamboozled by love Oh lord, I said she fooled around too long Bamboozled by love I said she fooled around too long Now I am mad and gettin' meaner I am here and she is gone And the reason you ain't seen her She is underneath the lawn I said she's underneath the lawn, lawn, lawn Now look I ain't the type for beggin' Now I ain't the type to plead If she don't change those 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 She gonna have no head at all Bamboozled by love Oh lord, I said she fooled around too long Bamboozled by love I said she fooled around too long Now I am mad and gettin' meaner I am here and she is gone I know she's gone And the reason you have not seen her She is underneath the lawn