" I was tired after the show, and he wanted sex, so I just have him fools gold so I could get some sleep."
by wendy14618 March 24, 2016

A meal or a sandwich (whatever u call it) which consists of a pound of the grape jelly, pound of a peanut butter, one loaf and a thick sliced fried bacon..
by DawyM November 12, 2010

A girl who ain't pretty or sexy 'nouf to be a real gold digga, and who can only attract Splenda Daddies to hook up wit.
by VintageGibson August 18, 2016

by Diggininmybutt445 July 9, 2025

A partner who makes you think their gold when dating them initially but once you get in a relationship with them you realize they are just a fool.
My baby daddy seemed like a nice man when I met him I thought he was a prize like gold. Turns out he was a fools gold.
by Sheshelsp June 10, 2022

Kit Fisto: I had the best idea last night and tried to put it up on Urban Dicktionary but was turned down.
Face Fuck Whirly Pool: Hey man they run a business and can't just have late night weirdos like you get away with posting fool's gold all over their websiter
Face Fuck Whirly Pool: Hey man they run a business and can't just have late night weirdos like you get away with posting fool's gold all over their websiter
by mithoples March 7, 2018

Gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
Gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
I'm no clown, I won't back down, don't need you to tell me what's going down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all, I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone, you're weighing the gold, I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold
These boots weren't made for walking
The marquis de sade never made no boots like these
Gold's just around the corner
Breakdown's coming up round the bend
Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
Gold road's sure a long road
Winds on through the hills for fifteen days
The pack on my back is aching
The straps seem to cut me like a knife
I'm no clown, I won't back down, don't need you to tell me what's going down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all, I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone, you're weighing the gold, I'm watching you sinking
Fool's gold
These boots weren't made for walking
The marquis de sade never made no boots like these
Gold's just around the corner
Breakdown's coming up round the bend
Sometimes you have to try to get along dear
I know the truth and I know what you're thinking
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all, I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone, you're weighing the gold, I'm watching you sinking
Fools Gold
Down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
I'm standing alone, I'm watching you all, I'm seeing you sinking
I'm standing alone, you're weighing the gold, I'm watching you sinking
Fools Gold
by Death Menace February 11, 2023
