Blame It On The Girls

Blame It On The Girls

Blame It on the Girls


He's got looks that books take pages to tell

He's got a face to make you fall on your knees

He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess

You could think he's livin' at ease


Like lovers on the open shore -- what's the matter

When you're sitting there with so much more -- what's the matter

While you're wondering what the hell to be

Are you wishing you were ugly like me?


Blame it on the girls who know what to do

Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said

Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys

Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys


Life could be simple but you never fail

To complicate it every single time


You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life

But you blow it on a bottle of wine


Like a baby you're a stubborn child -- what's the matter

Always looking for an axe to grind -- what's the matter

While you're wondering what the hell to do

We were wishing we were lucky like you


Blame it on the girls who know what to do

Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said

Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys

Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys (x2)


He's got looks that books take pages to tell

He's got a face to make you fall on your knees

He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess

You could think he's livin' at ease


Blame it on the girls who know what to do

Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said

Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys

Blame it on the gi..rls

Blame it on the bo..ys(x2)