B. B. King - Fools Get Wise

I ask you where you're goin' and you tell me where you been
I can tell you been doin' me wrong, baby, from the shape you're in
You better open up you're eyes baby, 'cause fools do get wise

Your late up and sleep all day, you jump and you ramble all night
Well the fool that I am baby, I can tell you ain't doin' me right
You better wake up and realize that fools do get wise

Yeah, when the cat's away, I know the rat 's gonna play
But I can't tell what you're puttin' down, woman, you play when the cat 's around
You better try this one on for size, I tell you fools do get wise

I'm through being you're fool baby, I ain't gonna give you another red cent
Gonna tell the rent man to padlock the door, 'cause I ain't gonna pay your rent no more
You better open up you're eyes woman, fools do get wise