Lyrics Blame It on That Red Dress - Gord Bamford
I've
tried
to
figure
out
What's
got
me
in
I
guess
Feeling
kind
of
crazy
Baby,
every
time
we
kiss
But
it's
taking
off
to
fast
I
don't
know
what
to
do
That
low
cut
thing
your
wearing
Baby,
just
might
be
a
clue
I
can
blame
it
on
the
wine
The
smell
of
your
perfume
The
way
there
heads
are
turning
When
you
walk
in
the
room
But
something's
going
on
More
then
animal
attraction,
it
plays,
yeah
It
ain't
your
eyes
your
lips
your
nose
your
hips
That
got
me
in
this
mess
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
Well,
I
ain't
the
social
genius
Well,
it's
coming
to
a
known
Goes
back
to
the
basics
What
makes
the
world
go
'round?
Don't
need
to
do
a
study
of
all
the
side
effects
The
shoulder
that
the
dress
is
going
longer
On
the
legs,
I
can
blame
it
on
the
wine
The
smell
of
your
perfume
The
way
there
heads
are
turning
When
you
walk
in
the
room
But
something's
going
on
More
then
animal
attraction
It
plays
yeah
It
ain't
your
eyes
your
lips
Your
nose,
your
hips
That
got
me
in
this
mess
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
Well,
the
things
the
male
do
Her
little
bit
of
cloth
He'll
go
the
hole
nine
yards
Just
to
try
to
take
it
off
I
can
blame
it
on
the
wine
The
smell
of
your
perfume
The
way
there
heads
are
turning
When
you
walk
in
the
room
But
something's
going
on
More
then
animal
attraction
It
plays
yeah
It
ain't
your
eyes
your
lips
Your
nose,
your
hips
That
got
me
in
this
mess
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
Blame
it
on
that
red
dress
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