Shame, Shame, Shame

George Herbert Moore

I'm knockin' at your door

And there's no answer

I hear the moans and groans

Of your nasty laughter

I'm kickin' in the door

As your breathin' gets faster

Your trail of clues

Is leadin' to disaster

Once I looked into your eyes

I thought they were true

Innocence can turn to lies

And now the finger points

At you, baby

Shame Shame Shame

You should've known better

Than to cheat on me

Shame Shame Shame

Now it don't matter

So let me be

You've got your own self to blame

Now it's time to feel the pain

Of your twisted little game

It's such a cryin'

Shame Shame Shame

Shame Shame Shame

Did you do your poses

In the mirror

Did you tell him

Baby, baby please

Did you twist his tongue

And bend his ear

Did you have him beggin', beggin'

On his knees

Once you looked into my eyes

And told me you were mine

Now I see your cheap disguise

And you're runnin' out of time, baby

Shame Shame Shame

You should've known better

Than to cheat on me

Shame Shame Shame

Now it don't matter

So let me be

You've got your own self to blame

Now it's time to feel the pain

Of your twisted little game

It's such a cryin'

Shame Shame Shame

Shame Shame Shame