Shame Shame Shame

(álbum: Detonator - 1990)

I'm knocking at your door
And there's no answer
I hear the moans and groans
Of your nasty laughter
I'm kicking in the door
As your breathing gets faster
Your trail of clues
Is leading 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 crying
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 begging, begging
On his knees

Once you looked into my eyes
And told me you were mine
Now I see your cheap disguise
And you're running 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 crying
Shame Shame Shame
Shame Shame Shame