Crying Shame

You know I'm not the type for playing games
But listen, I don't love her anymore
The situation is a crying shame
But listen, I don't love her anymore

Now I'm no gentleman
But I ain't ever been one to hide what I do
And I don't make demands
But try to understand
I want nobody else but you

And doesn't knowing that turn you on?
And doesn't knowing that turn you on?

You know I'm not the type for playing games
But listen, I don't love her anymore
The situation is a crying shame
But listen, I don't love her anymore
Well, it ain't nothing but a wedding ring
A piece of metal on a finger, no-one cares
Everyone knows it doesn't mean a thing
'Cause we're just too sophisticated and debonair

Now I'm no gentleman
But I ain't ever been one to hide what I do
I've seen it in your eyes
Don't think that I don't realize
You know I'm meant for you

Whoah-oh-oh I want nobody else but you
Whoah-oh-oh I want nobody else but you
Whoah-oh-oh I want nobody else but you
Whoah-oh-oh I want nobody else but you
And you and you