Runnin' Out of Fools

Runnin' Out of Fools - Aretha Franklin (艾瑞莎·弗蘭克林)

Written by：Eddie Snyder/Richard Ahlert/R. Ahlert/K. Rogers

I'll sure you haven't got the wrong number

You sure it's me you wanna talk to tonight

Well everyone in town's got your number

And everybody's got you pegged right

Is that why you got in touch with me

I guess you must be runnin' out of fools

Now when you went and left me there crying

Your goodbye was even colder than ice

It didn't bother you

I was crying

And now you wanna break my heart twice

Well is that why you got in touch with me

I guess you must be runnin' out of fools

I guess you got back

To my name

In your little black book

Well listen

I'll tell you what

I'll bet you forgot

How I even look

So just go ahead with all your sweet talking

Just go ahead for all the good it can really do

Just have yourself a dime's worth of talking

'Cause then I'm gonna hang right up on you

Oh this time you're not

You're not getting through to me

And I guess you must be

You're runnin' out of fools

Even a fools like me

You're running out of fools

Yes it does

You're running out of fools

You're running out of fools

I say it does running out of fools