Blame It on the Girls piano leadsheet with chords

He's got looks that be books ple,

take you pages to tell;

he's got a face to make you fall on your knees.

He's got have money in the bank to thank,

and I tle guess you could think it he's a living at ease.

Like a 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 wond'ring 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.

And life could be sim ple,

but you never to fail to complicate it ev'ry single your 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 ax to grind,

what's the matter, while you're wond'ring what the hell to do,

we are 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.

And boys.

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.

Blame it on the boys.