Idy - Blame It On The Blonde lyrics

rate me

Shorty, I need you to step away from the bar 'Cause I'm under cardiac

Arrest from that kiss in your car you traipse around the room like a

Gazelle Putting rational thoughts in my head in jail You're dolled up

And lookin' like a woven dream Working the room, now won't you work with

Me?

So girly, get down, shake, shake your skinny ass I'll be the Grey Goose

Swimming in your Red Bull I'll be the sun coming over the dewy grass

I know it's morning, but today I'm sleeping in with you

So take me higher, you always do it when I'm low

And, blow me kisses across the dance floor

Brush my lips, and I'm feeling like a car crash

Can't stop staring when you shake your skinny ass

Baby girl, help me complete this puzzle in my synapses Here's me, and

You, and a backseat needing two love struck kids Your smile's like

Conjugal visits to a tortured soul Pushing in breaths of sunlight to a

Dreary world You're dolled up, lookin' like a fantasy Working the room,

Let's work the backseat.