You've been told, so maybe it's time that you learned.
You've been sold, maybe it's time that you earned.
I can't stand it.
You're fooling around, I can't stand it.
You're running around, I can't stand it.
You're fooling around with my heart.
I'll explain; I feel like I'm being used.
Make it plain, so you don't get confused.
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It's time, time for me to let you know.
Ain't no crime, no crime to let your feelings show.
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Writer(s): Eric Patrick Clapton
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