SHAKY LADY © 2009
By: Randall Cousins and Shelley Buffitt
From the album “InEvitable” © 2009

Mike Strobel, a journalist in Toronto,Ontario Canada pursued this story years ago. It appeared that an imposter was begging on the streets of Toronto. 
A poor elderly woman. 
She’d beg everyday…making hundreds of tax-free dollars. 
Through Mark’s investigations with “Shaky Lady” she was found to be living just fine.
Apparently, in the warmth of in her penthouse suite, she was no longer “Shaky”.


TIME: 3:20

INTRO: 20 seconds

Sally Ann designs the clothes 
that she models on the concrete
moving her backwards 
down a one way street
Home sweet home 
for the beggar gypsy
It's where she counts your money
In her penthouse suite

Shaky Shaky Shaky

Shaky your making my old
Shaky Lady are you really that cold?
and what ever happened to your honesty?
And what made your pride
Turn into greed?

Contradiction 
Is her specialty
What she isn’t is exactly 
Who she appears to be.
Her pitiful illusion
Is only robbing you blind
While she drinks champagne
From her brown bag of lies

Shaky Lady

Shaky your making me old
Shaky Lady are you really that cold?
And what ever happened to your honesty?
And what made your pride
Turn into greed?

Shaky Lady, Shaky Lady, Shaky Lady
Shaky Lady,
You greedy soul
You hands only want 
what our pocketbooks hold
You bank on our emotion
So you can wear gold
Shaky lady
You’re making me old

Shaky Lady your making my old
Shaky Lady are you really that cold?
and what ever happened to your honesty?
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