| You, you’ve been looking at me just a little too long,
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| Now I can never look the same
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| Blindness and kindness, there’s no difference in the two
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| When I can no longer see the good in you
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| So won’t you show me a little shame
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| Won’t you show me a little shame
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| Now 'cause I’m, I’m a gentleman
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| Before gentlewomen so-called ladies keep breakin my heart
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| Show me your house, show me your home, show me how it could all fall apart
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| So won’t you show me a little shame
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| Won’t you show me a little shame
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| Won’t you show me a little shame
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| 'Cause now I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
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| I get through crying and I sat up and before I wept
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| I get through thinking and the thoughts have left my head
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| I get through speaking and I can’t remember not a word that I said
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| You change your mind so many times, I wonder if you have a mind at all
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| And I rather be by myself than to have your lonesome company come to call
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| So won’t you show me a little shame
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| Won’t you show me a little shame |