(James McCarty) You can read it in the morning You can read read it late at night Well there's been another warning Or there's been another fight There's a scandal going on Some reporter stumbled on About a leek in the press And the world is in a mess Wont you spare me from this story 'Cause I only get confused Please don't tell me about the news Please don't tell me about the news
Well some body told me lately You've been seen down the town Showing off your latest number With some young guy hanging 'round You were flirting with a kid In a way you never did When we used to be around And we thought we had it found Wont you spare me from this story Babe I'll only get confused Please don't tell me about the news Please don't tell me about the news
There's a man in an office And you know he's on the make Long ago he sold his conscience For the company's sake Now he's really sealed his fate By building an estate An old sacred site So we cant give up this fight Wont you spare me from this story And all those I would accuse Please don't tell me about the news Please don't tell me about the news