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I hid out on the front porch
I laid up in my mind
I looked for me a love
The best one I could find
He got himself a ticket
On an international flight
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame
Is what it is
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame
The smell of burnt exhaust
Drifts into the bar
Its midnight in California
Its high noon where you are
Motorcycles and booze
Dirty old perfume
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame
Is what it is
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame
I tried to go to sleep
In my haunted little room
The shadows are churning
In the passage of the moon
Itd break my heart to tell you
I couldnt come so soon
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame
Is what it is
Oh, its nothing
But a goddamn shame
Tell me one more time
Why you went away
It makes a little sense
In the light of day
When evening comes around
All my senses fly away
Its nothing
But a goddamn shame
Is what it is
Oh its nothing
But a goddamn shame