The Weeks - Blame текст песни

Текст песни Blame - The Weeks




Don't do too much, baby that's expensive
He talks real fast, keeps peeking out windows
He was weak and he could blame it on me
Blame it on me
He was weak and he could blame it on me
Blame it on me
Blame me, blame your lover, blame anyone you want
Blame your family, I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
The city streets, they're busy and breathing
The highways and ocean, it's churning and heaving
Go tell your father, bring pen and paper
To sing or write down
Don't know what's safer
She was weak cause she could blame it on me, blame it on me
Blame me, blame your lover, blame anyone you want
Blame your family, I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
The highway calls, can't hear what it's saying
We just might go out, same way we came in
Blame me, blame your lover, blame anyone you want
Blame your family, I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
Blame me, blame your lover, blame anyone you want
Blame your family, I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
You like to hear yourself



Авторы: Damien Edward Bone, Anthony Cain Barnes, Allen Cyle Barnes, Samuel David Williams



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