That Fool
That fool over there keeps mocking me
The clothes he wears are always like mine
He makes each move I make in perfect time
Though sorrow on his face is clear to see
That fool over there keeps mocking me
Don't he know he's only making a fool of himself
Every time I raise my right hand he raises his left
Every time I buy a drink he orders one
If he knew what he looks like he'd go home
I wish he'd go away and let me be
But that fool over there keeps mocking me
Don't he know he's only making a fool of himself
Every time I raise my right hand he raises his left
The bartender wiped a rag across his face
Said I can't stand nothing dirty in my place
But now everything is clear to see
That's a mirror and that fool is only me
That's a mirror and that fool is only me
That's a mirror and that fool is only me