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' to Been here a long time and nobody knew Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity The bluebird's gone from the windy city What a shame, what a shame What a shame, what a shame Good music on the radio, A whole lotta people don't wanna know They say that black is black and white is white You 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 city What a shame, what a shame What a shame, what a shame Ain't it shame, ain't it a pity The bluebird's gone from the windy city What a shame, what a shame What a shame, what a shame