My Vinyl: 45rpm “Fool For You” by The Impressions, 1968

Often in my diary life…I do not need to say or cannot sway, because other composers have said it a better way. About this time or year, 1968, I copped this 45rpm by The Impressions, “Fool For You” on the way home from school in Queens, NYC.

From the first one-two-three drum beats it is a classic and is one of my anthems because of the true lyrics – which you can see at my blog. The drummer on this session really works it OUT and makes the record happen!! This is an EXTENDED remixed version…”Hoo hoo hoo hooI’m a fool for you, ah ha ha ha hoo!!”

Never liked nobody
That’s been mean to me

I’ve got a heart full of stone
And I hate the misery


Then you came along
Into my life
Destroying me man
Mounting up the toil and strife
But I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you
Guess I’ll always be
And I claim it famously
‘Cause I’m a fool for you


It’s a doggone shame
Knowin’ you don’t love me
You go on and use me
So continuously
I don’t know why
I love you like I do
When you’re breaking my heart
And you know it’s true
But I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you
I’m a fool for you


Doggin’ me every day
But child, I’m here to stay
‘Cause I’m a fool for you

You don’t want me to stay
But I’m a fool for you
Do me wrong now every day
Child, I’m a fool for you
Ah ha ha ha ha hoo
I’m a fool for you,

Ah ha ha ha ha ha hoo!
Child, I’m a fool for you
Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo Hooo!”

We…Are Everyday People 2020

Its been a minute since I traversed over here to the Record Shoppe; we had to close due to the Plague.  Then, the riots broke out after Mr. Floyd’s murder and I boarded the windows up after I saw a white guy in an umbrella and raincoat smashing windows in Minneapolis – knowing immediately that he was a plant from a rabble-rouser group, planted by those insecure, anachronistic types who are afraid of anybody who doesn’t LOOK like they do! I’m sure you know who I mean – the current resident of the White House of the United States of America is one of their leaders.

Yet, this is a musik-only site, right?  Historically, musik has mixed with politics and social causes, rite? (Yes to both or go back to kindergarten and start over, please).   Therefore, I offer the following lyrics from the 1960s (where some wannabe dictators would want to take us back to, by the way), which still resonate these days, as a reminder to all, of our best side – and b why I am who I am – as Everyday People.

“Sometimes I’m right and I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah, yeah

There is a blue one who can’t accept the green one
For living with a fat one, trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooh, sha sha
We got to live together

I am no better and neither are you
We are the same whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can’t figure out the bag I’m in
I am everyday people, yeah, yeah

There is a long hair that doesn’t like the short hair
For being such a rich one, that will not help the poor one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooh, sha sha
We got to live together

There is a yellow one that won’t accept the black one
That won’t accept the red one, that won’t accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Ooh, sha sha
I am everyday people”

Yo Sly!  You should do a 2020 version of this song!  It would be a timely hit, doncha think??

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