The song Shame Shame Shame is performed by Ratt in the album named Detonator in the year 1990 .
I'm knockin' at your door
And there's no answer
I hear the moans and groans
Of your nasty laughter
I'm kickin' in the door
As your breathin' gets faster
Your trail of clues
Is leadin' to disaster
Once I looked into your eyes
I thought that they were true
Innocence can turn to lies
And now the finger points at you, baby
Shame, shame, shame
You should've known better
Than to cheat on me
Shame, shame, shame
Now it don't matter
So let me be
You've got your own self to blame
Now it's time to feel the pain
Of your twisted little game
It's such a cryin'
Shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
Did you do your poses in the mirror?
Did you tell him? Baby, baby, please
Did you twist his tongue and bend his ear
Did you have him beggin', beggin' on his knees
Once you looked into my eyes
And told me you were mine
Now I see your cheap disguise
And you're runnin' out of time now, baby
Shame, shame, shame
You should've known better
Than to cheat on me
Shame, shame, shame
Now it don't matter
So let me be
You've got your own self to blame
Now it's time to feel the pain
Of your twisted little game
It's such a cryin'
Shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame, shame
Oh, [Incomprehensible]
There's no answer
Once you looked into my eyes
And told me you were mine
Now I see your cheap disguise
And now the finger points at you, baby
And now you don't know what to do, baby
Shame, shame, shame
You should've known better
Than to cheat on me
Shame, shame, shame
Now it don't matter
So let me be
Shame, shame, shame
You should've known better
Than to cheat on me
Shame, shame, shame
Now it don't matter
So let me be
You've got your own self to blame
Now it's time to feel the pain
Of your twisted little game
Now it's such a cryin'
Shame, shame, shame
Shame, shame