Lyrics:

Bismarck Theater, Chicago, Illinois
November 23, 1984

FZ--lead guitar/vocal
Ike Willis--rhythm guitar/vocal
Ray White--rhythm guitar/vocal
Bobby Martin--keyboards/sax/vocal
Alan Zavod--keyboards
Scott Thunes--bass
Chad Wackerman--drums

FZ: Thank you!

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
Don't 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

(Isn't that amazing?)

I ain't the type for beggin'
I am not 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
I know she fooled around too long
Bamboozled by love
I know she fooled around too long
I am mad and gettin' meaner
I am here and she is gone
And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn
I know she's underneath the lawn, lawn, lawn

I ain't the type for beggin'
I am not 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
Ain't gonna have no head at all

Bamboozled by love
I know she fooled around too long
Bamboozled by love
I know she fooled around too long
I am mad and gettin' meaner, meaner
I am here and she is gone
And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn

And the reason you have not seen her
She is underneath the lawn