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Testo: Rod Stewart. Fool for You.

Yeah, baby, yeah, I gotta leave you

By the time you read this letter, I'll be outta your life
Gone forever more but I guess I'll survive
I'm gonna leave my records and a forwarding address
Ain't you glad, honey that I'm off of your chest

You said you wanted Paris, Rome 'n' St.Tropez
Perfume by Chanel and a ring by Cartier
But I gave you headaches with my old fashioned ways
But that's all irrelevant to what I'm tryin' to say

I'm a fool for you, baby, pride won't let me stay
I'm a fool for you, honey and I'll come back any day
Guess I'll always love you all my life, yeah, baby

You can keep your Streisands, Bardots and Lorens
You're my everything but now you're my end
It may be over but just before I go
I can make a new start but I can't mend a broken heart

So when I read about you in all the National Press
On the arm of so and so I may get depressed
'Cause I tried to love you but I didn't fit in
I came on the dust, I'll leave on the wind

I'm a fool for you, baby, my pride won't let me stay
I'm a fool for you, honey, I'll come back any day
I'm a fool for you, baby, I don't care what your friends say
I'm a fool for you, honey and that's the way I'll stay
I guess I'll always love you all my life

So long, baby