Mika – www.music.pbtone.com ☆ 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 living 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 girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
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 girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
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 living 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 girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys