Certain Kind of Fool

(x2) He was a poor boy raised in a small family     He kind of had a craving for something no one else could see    They said that he was crazy the kind that no lady should meet  He ran off to the city and wandered around in the street      He wants to dance        oh yeah!      He wants to sing        oh yeah!          He wants to see the lights aflashing and listen to the thundering      He saw it in a win___dow a mark of a new kind of man He kind of liked the feeling so shiny smooth in his hand   He took it to the country and practised for days without rest   And then one day he felt it he knew he could stand with the best       They got respect      oh yeah!       He wants the same        oh yeah!          And it's a certain kind of fool who likes to hear the sound of his own name    A poster on s store front a picture of a wanted man He had a reputation spreading like fire through the land  It wasn't for the money at least it didn't start that way    It wasn't for the running but now he's running ev'ryday.