Billy Gilman - Shamey, Shamey, Shame Lyrics
I sleep with one eye open andOne foot on the floor andWhen I see that the coast is clearI slip right out the doorSome folks think Im troubleBad with a capital bIf I bust your bubble,Shamey, shamey, shame on meShamey, shamey, shame on meI keep one hand in my pocketThe other in the cookie jarIm one step ahead, give me an inchIll take the whole nine yards.Some folks think Im trouble (hes trouble)Bad with a capital bBut if I bust your bubble (hes trouble)Shamey, shamey, shame on meIm as innocent as I can beA little bent on trickeryA little hide and seekA little tounge in cheekOooooooooooooooyeah!!!Some folks think Im trouble (trouble!)Bad with a capitol bIf I bust your bubble (hes trouble!)Shamey, shamey, shame on meShamey, shamey, shame on meShamey, shamey, shameShamey, shamey, shameShamey, shamey, shame onMe