作曲 : Holland
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 it’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame 
Is what it is 
Oh it’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame 
The smell of burnt exhaust 
Drifts into the *
BART* It’s midnight in 
California 
It’s high noon where you are 
Motorcycles and booze 
Dirty old perfume 
Oh it’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame 
Is what it is 
Oh it’s 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 
It’d break my heart to tell you 
I couldn’t come so soon 
Oh it’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame 
Is what it is 
Oh, it’s 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 
It’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame 
Is what it is 
Oh it’s nothing 
But a goddamn shame