Lletres: Peter Frampton. Frampton Comes Alive. It's A Plain Shame.

Well, she showed her navel
She wore a label
She wore it thigh-high

Well, old-time sticky lipstick
Knockin' at my door
I just say bye-bye

Well, it's a plain shame
It took me all this time to learn
Plain shame, no matter which way you turn

She'd like to taste me
She'd like to waste me
She'd like to see me sky-high

New York to Boston
Still the same in San-Francisco
I just say bye-bye

Well, it's a plain shame
It took me all this time to learn
Plain shame, no matter which way you turn

Well, I know it's late to
But I'd like to play tunes
On your guitar

Well, let's get arrested
I want to be molested
I don't care how old you are

Well it's a plain shame
It took me all this time to learn
Plain shame, no matter which way you turn

Well, it's a plain shame
It took me all this time to learn
Well it's a plain shame, no matter which way you turn