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Yourself Or Someone Like You ,
Electrified,
LIVE IN KARLSRUHE,
LONELY DAY,
Construction Time Again,
Golden Collection,
Mad Season,
Sessions@AOL,
Temptation,
Popstars: The Making of Monrose,
Shame
Pretty little baby,
âcome you never come around?
Pretty little baby,
How come you never come around?
I send you all them pretty flowers,
Now youâre nowhere to be found.
âcall you up at midnight sometimes, I must admit,
when I find youâre not at home.
My head heats up like a furnace,
My heart grows colder than a stone.
So whatâs the good of all this money I got, girl?
If every night, Iâm left here all alone?
Itâs a gun that I need.
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame.
I ainât shame of nothing.
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame.
I donât know what you talking about.
All right, letâs talk a little business.
You know what Iâm saying?
A man of my experience of life,
donât expect a beautiful young woman like yourself
to come on over here everyday.
Have some old dude banginâ on her
like a gypsy on a tambourine.
Thatâs not what Iâm talkinâ âbout.
Thatâs not what Iâm talkinâ âbout.
Thatâs not what Iâm talkinâ âbout.
But I will say this.
Iâve been all over the world.
Iâve seen some wonderful things.
I havenât been well lately,
I have no one to share my plans,
my dreams, my hopes, my schemes, myâŚ
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame.
âcould be right.
Iâve sunk pretty low this time.
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame.
These are truly desperate times.
Saw your little sandals, baby,
out behind the wishing well.
Down here in the cool depths of the Quarter,
where the rich folk dwell.
They picture you in diamonds,
satins and pearls.
Come on back to Daddy!
Daddy miss his baby girl.
Now, my father, he was an angry man.
You cross him; he made you pay.
I, myself, am no longer an angry man.
Donât make me beg you, âŚdonât make me beg.
You know what it feels like,
wake up in the morninâ?
Have every joint in your body aching, goddamit.
You know what it feels like,
have to get up in the middle of the night?
Sit down, to take a piss?
You do know? So you say.
I have my doubts missy.
Do you know what it feels like,
to have to beg a little bum like you for love?
Goddamn you, you little bitch!
Iâd kill you, if I didnât love you so much!
Shame, shame, shame, shameâŚ
SHUT UP!
Oh, forgive me.
âŚmy unfocused words.
I was flyinâ blind, I, I lost my mind.
If ya find it in your heart, if you got one,
to forgive me. Be ever so grateful.
Shame, shame, shame.
Would you stop that please?
Shame, shame, shame.
Would you stop that please?
Iâm trying to talk to someone.
Shame.
Thank you.
You know, I have a Lexus now.
I donât get out much.
You know what Iâm saying.
Come on home.