100 lyrics for "(Shame, shame)"

What a shame shame when a thang blast at ya 'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor These dudes are ho's from screws to toes They choose to go bass ackwards Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch! Follow me now see, check it out I say: this song is dedicated to
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So shame shame on me now Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble Flew me to places I'd never been I knew you were trouble when you walked in Till you put me down Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground Oh I knew you were trouble when you walked in Trouble, trouble,
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Ain't this a pity, people ain't this a cryin' shame I'm gonna retire on the delta, layin' out there in the Fallin' rain Well you know it's nine below zero, she put me down for Another man Gave her all of my money, all of my love and everything I gave her
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I know it's a shame shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep
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You'll always be the same It's your bad behavior Such a shame shame, such a shame shame I'm sickened for the mother Who endured your pain Well I feel so sorry for you 'cause you're sad, you're sad And I think you're very selfish And you play a vicious game
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With words that pierce the dark with light Only by the blood are we set free. With mercy strong to carry shame shame With breath that brings the dead to life Hold the power to redeem. And nail it to a tree you alone Rejoice oh child of God Lift your eyes to
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And well, I think I've gone mad Isn't that so sad? And what a shame shame you've lost a brain that you never had Oh mum check the car it can’t have gone far I must have left it on a train or lost in a bar It’s likely in a Sainsbury’s Flirting with the girls
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And I don't even know his last name My momma would be so ashamed It started off "hey cutie, where you from?" And then it turned into "oh no! what have I done?" And I don't even know my last name Last night, I got served, a little bit too much of that
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And my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance Well here comes the sun And you’re in my arms 'Cause unlike you I got nothing to hide I don't pretend to have any shame shame I got a box we could put all your lies in You know that I will be a call away The
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