| Song | Dedicated to the Press |
| Artist | Betty Davis |
| Album | Nasty Gal |
| 作词 : Davis | |
| Hey now extra extra have you read about me | |
| They say I'm vulgar | |
| And some people can do without me | |
| Well all I can say is it's such a shame | |
| Why do they blame me for what I am ? | |
| Hey now | |
| Extra extra do you understand me | |
| Well if you don't don't reprimand me | |
| Well I wish I could tell it to you another way | |
| But I'm telling you the only way that I know how | |
| Do you dig it | |
| Extra extra have you read about me | |
| Well they I stick out my tongue | |
| quite lecherously | |
| Well I really don't know what they're talkin about | |
| I just can't seem to keep my tongue in my mouth | |
| That's all folk | |
| Extra extra do you understand me | |
| Well if you don't how can you like me | |
| Well all I can say is it's such a shame | |
| It really is a pity that you can't get into me | |
| I don't care | |
| Hey now | |
| Do you know where I'm going to ? | |
| Hey now | |
| Well you're hipper than me if you say that you do | |
| It ain't nothin but some music | |
| It ain't nothin but some fun | |
| And if I make you up tight | |
| That's cause you don't know where I'm coming from | |
| And ain't nothin that heavy | |
| Oh such a shame | |
| Ooh that sleazy fame | |
| Oh isn't she a shame | |
| Maybe her mother her mother is to blame | |
| Dear mother | |
| Oh ah mmm what a trashy dame | |
| Oh life is such a shame | |
| You swing high | |
| You swing low here I go again. |
| zuò cí : Davis | |
| Hey now extra extra have you read about me | |
| They say I' m vulgar | |
| And some people can do without me | |
| Well all I can say is it' s such a shame | |
| Why do they blame me for what I am nbsp? | |
| Hey now | |
| Extra extra do you understand me | |
| Well if you don' t don' t reprimand me | |
| Well I wish I could tell it to you another way | |
| But I' m telling you the only way that I know how | |
| Do you dig it | |
| Extra extra have you read about me | |
| Well they I stick out my tongue | |
| quite lecherously | |
| Well I really don' t know what they' re talkin about | |
| I just can' t seem to keep my tongue in my mouth | |
| That' s all folk | |
| Extra extra do you understand me | |
| Well if you don' t how can you like me | |
| Well all I can say is it' s such a shame | |
| It really is a pity that you can' t get into me | |
| I don' t care | |
| Hey now | |
| Do you know where I' m going to nbsp? | |
| Hey now | |
| Well you' re hipper than me if you say that you do | |
| It ain' t nothin but some music | |
| It ain' t nothin but some fun | |
| And if I make you up tight | |
| That' s cause you don' t know where I' m coming from | |
| And ain' t nothin that heavy | |
| Oh such a shame | |
| Ooh that sleazy fame | |
| Oh isn' t she a shame | |
| Maybe her mother her mother is to blame | |
| Dear mother | |
| Oh ah mmm what a trashy dame | |
| Oh life is such a shame | |
| You swing high | |
| You swing low here I go again. |