Running Out Of Fools - Marlena Shaw
Sure you haven't got the wrong number
Are you sure me you want to talk to tonight
Everyone in town's got your number
Everyone in town's got you pegged just right
Is that why you got in touch with me
I guess you must be running out of fools
Even when you left me there crying
Your goodbye was even colder than ice
You didn't care that you left me there crying
Now you wanna break my heart twice
Is that why you have not got in touch with me
I guess you must be running out of fools
I guess you got back to my name in your little black book
Hey guess what I bet you forgot how I even look
So go ahead with all your sweet talking
Go ahead for all the good it will do
Have yourself a dime's worth of talking
Then I'm gonna hang right up on you
Cause this time you're not getting through to me
I guess you must be running out of fools
Even fools like me
I guess you're running running running out of fools