Mika - Blame It On The Girls lyrics
Michael Holbrook Penniman
[Mika - Blame It On The Girls lyrics]
So, I was sitting there in the bar and
This guy came up to me and
He said "my life stinks" and I saw
His gold credit card and I saw
The way that he was looking
At people across the room
And I looked at his
Face and, you know, quite a good looking
Face, and I just said "dude
Your perspective on life sucks"
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
The 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
Were you 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
This guy came up to me and
He said "my life stinks" and I saw
His gold credit card and I saw
The way that he was looking
At people across the room
And I looked at his
Face and, you know, quite a good looking
Face, and I just said "dude
Your perspective on life sucks"
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
The 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
Were you 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