Bamboozled By Love - Live In Chicago, 1978

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 ain't 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 getting 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 ain't 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 getting meaner
I am here and she is gone
I know she's gone
And the reason you have not seen her, seen her
She is underneath the lawn