Shame
Words & Music:
Randy Newman
Oh, how I long for the
chords to this sublime song! Still
workin' on 'em.
Pretty little baby, how come
you never come around?
Pretty little baby, how come
you never come around?
I send you all them pretty
flowers; now, you're nowhere to be found.
I call you up at midnight
sometimes, I must admit.
When I find you're not at
home,
My head heats up like a
furnace, my heart grows colder than a stone.
So, what's the good of all
this money I got, girl
If every night, I'm left here
all alone?
It's a gun that I need.
[Shame! Shame! Shame!
Shame! Shame!]
I ain't ashamed of nothing.
[Shame! Shame! Shame!
Shame! Shame!]
I don't know what you talking
about.
All right, let's talk a little
business. You know what I'm
saying?
A man of my experience of life
don't expect a beautiful young woman like yourself
To come on over here everyday
& have some old dude bangin' on her
Like a gypsy on a
tambourine. That's not what I'm
talkin' 'bout.
That's not what I'm talkin'
'bout. That's not what I'm talkin'
'bout.
But I will say this: I've been all over the world.
I've seen some wonderful
things. I haven't been well,
lately.
I have no one to share my
plans, my dreams, my hopes, my schemes, my...
[Shame! Shame! Shame!
Shame! Shame!]
You could be right. I've sunk pretty low this time.
[Shame! Shame! Shame!
Shame! Shame!]
These are truly desperate
times.
Saw your little sandals, baby,
out behind the wishing well.
Down here in the cool depths
of the Quarter where the rich folk dwell.
They picture you in diamonds,
satins and pearls.
Come on back to Daddy! Daddy miss his baby girl!
Now, my father, he was an
angry man. You cross him; he made
you pay.
I, myself, am no longer an
angry man.
Don't make me beg you, don't
make me beg!
Do you know what it feels like
to wake up in the mornin'
And have every joint in your
body aching, Goddamit?
You know what it feels like to
have to get up in the middle of the night
And sit down, to take a piss?
You do know? So you say. I have my doubts, missy.
Do you know what it feels like
to have to beg a little bum like you for love?
Goddamn you, you little
bitch! I'd kill you, if I didn't
love you so much!
[Shame. Shame. Shame.
Shame...]
SHUT UP!
Oh, forgive me. My unfocused words...
I was flyin' blind, I, I lost
my mind.
If you find it in your heart,
if you got one, to forgive me.
I'd be ever so grateful.
[Shame, shame, shame...]
Would you stop that please?
[Shame, shame, shame...]
Would you stop that
please? I'm trying to talk to
someone.
[Shame...]
Thank you.
You know, I have a Lexus
now. I don't get out much.
You know what I'm saying. Come on home.