What a Shame

Room 57 in the midnight hour

I'm fresh out of coffee and the cream turned sour

I'm thinkin' 'bout the people I've been talkin' toBeen here a long time and nobody knew

Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity

The bluebird's gone from the windy cityWhat a shame, what a shame

What a shame, what a shameGood music on the radio,

A whole lotta people don't wanna know

They say that black is black and white is whiteYou can't cross over 'cause it don't seem right

Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity

The bluebird's gone from the windy cityWhat a shame, what a shame

What a shame, what a shameAin't it shame, ain't it a pity

The bluebird's gone from the windy cityWhat a shame, what a shame

What a shame, what a shame