(Blackmore/Turner)
I know just what you're thinking
I know just how you feel
Something somewhere inside you
Say you can't believe it's real
So you're gonna play the game
All the faces and the names
And you know you're never gonna change
Fool for the night
And you don't believe it
Fool for the night
And you just can't see it
Running through the shadows
Like a phantom in the night
And as the curtain raises
You get ready for the fight
Say you want to even up the score
Don't know what you're doing it for
Too much but you still need more
Fool for the night
And you don't believe it
Fool for the night
And you still can't see it
I ain't gonna try and tell ya
You know the story oh so well
Everybody's out to buy and sell ya
You're gonna wind up by yourself
Oh here it comes again
No it's never gonna end
I must be dreaming
SOLO
Fool for the night
Fool for the night
Oh here it comes again
I ain't gonna try and tell ya
You know the story oh so well
Everybody's out to buy and sell ya
You're gonna wind up by yourself
Oh here it comes again
No it's never gonna end
I must be dreaming
You love the night life
All the neon and the noise
And underneath the spotlight
You keep rockin with the boys
So you're never gonna understand
Nobody really gives a damn
Fool for the night and you don't believe it
Fool for the night why don't you see it
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