Lyrics The Supremes

The Supremes

The Sha-La Bandit

Girls, beware of the bandit

From Westchester County

I can't offer you no reward

All he left me was a broken heart

He kidnapped me excitingly

Then he robbed me off my dignity

And when enough of his time was spent

He left me wanting more

Sha, la, la, la

He left me wanting more

Sha, la, la

Be careful, my sisters

He's armed with an innocent smile

And a dangerous love record

That can stretched for miles and miles

Hey, girls... you ought to take a hint

'Cause he won't leave no fingerprints

And when he gets his hands on you

He'll have you wanting more

Sha, la, la

He'll have wanting more

Sha, la, la

For your female information

You might be in the same situation

He might be sitting right next to you

Westchester County is right there, too

Hey, girls... I got a confession to make

If they put that bandit in jail

I'm gonna jump right in his cell

There's something about his

Oh-oh-oh-ooh... yeah

There's something about his

Sha, la, la, la la-ah

The way he makes me groove, oo-oo-ooh, ooh

There's something about his