Shame Randy Newman

[Verse 1]
Pretty little baby
How come you never come around?
Pretty little baby
How come you never come around?
I sent you all them pretty flowers
Now you're nowhere to be found

[Verse 2]
Call you up at midnight sometime, 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
If every night I'm left here all alone?
It's a gun that I need

[Chorus]
(Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame)
I ain't ashamed of nothin'
(Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame)
I don't know what you're talking about

[Verse 3]
All right, let's talk a little business
You know what I'm saying?
Man of my experience of life
Don't expect a beautiful young woman like yourself
To come on over here every day
Have some old dude banging on her like a gypsy on a tambourine
That's not we're talking about
That's not we're talking about
That's not we're talking about
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 and my schemes, my—