Blame It On The Blonde Lyrics - Idy

Shawty, 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 sunlight 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 

Just 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.