| Pretty little baby
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| How come you never come around?
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| Pretty little baby
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| How come you never come around?
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| I sent you all them pretty flowers
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| Now you’re nowhere to be found
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| I call you up at midnight sometimes I must admit
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| And when I find you’re not at home
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| My head heats up like a furnace
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| My heart grows colder than a stone
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| So what’s the good of all this money I got
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| If every night I’m left here all alone?
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| It’s a gun that I need
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| Shame Shame Shame Shame Shame
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| I ain’t ashamed of nothing
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| Shame Shame Shame Shame Shame
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| I don’t know what you’re talking about
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| All right let’s talk a little business
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| You know what I’m saying
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| A man of my experience of life
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| Don’t expect a beautiful young woman like yourself
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| To come on over here every day
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| And have some old dude banging on her like a gypsy on a tambourine
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| That’s not what we’re talking about
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| That’s not what we’re talking about
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| That’s not what we’re talking about
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| But I will say this
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| I’ve been all over the world
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| I’ve seen some wonderful things
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| I haven’t been well lately
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| I have no one to share my plans, my dreams
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| My hopes and my schemes, my…
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| Shame Shame Shame Shame Shame
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| You could be right
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| I’ve sunk pretty low this time
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| Shame Shame Shame Shame Shame
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| These are truly desperate times
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| Saw your little sandals baby
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| Out behind the wishing well
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| Down here in the cool depths of the Quarter
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| Where the rich folk dwell
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| And I pictured you in diamonds, satins and pearls
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| Come on back to daddy
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| Daddy miss his little baby girl
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| Now, my father, he was an angry man
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| You cross him he made you pay
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| I myself, am no longer an angry man
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| Don’t make me beg you
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| Don’t make me beg
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| Do you know what if feels like
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| To wake up in the morning
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| Have every joint in your body aching, God damn it?
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| Do you know what it feels like
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| To have to get up in the middle of the night and sit down to take a piss?
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| You do know?
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| So you say
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| I have my doubts, Missy
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| Do you know what it feels like
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| To have to beg a little bum like you for love?
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| God damn it you little bitch, I’d kill you if I didn’t love you so much
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| Shame Shame Shame Shame Shame
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| Shut up
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| Forgive me
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| My unfocused words
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| I was flying blind
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| I lost my mind (Shame Shame Shame)
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| If you could find it in your heart, if you got one
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| To forgive me
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| I’d be ever so grateful (Shame Shame Shame)
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| Will you stop that please (Shame Shame Shame)
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| Will you stop that please I’m trying to talk to someone (Shame)
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| Thank you
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| You know, I have a Lexus now
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| I don’t get out much
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| You know what I’m saying
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| Come on home |