Blame it On

You said I hit him with them, come get me eyes, boy I want a piece of you, I'm gonna make you mine tonight

But what she didn't know, is every piece of him was scattered on the floor

And I took what was left of him

You oughta be ashamed of what you did to that man

You can blame it on my tattoos, you can blame it on my long blonde hair

You can blame it on this white tank top or the daisy dukes that I wear

You can blame it on the whiskey

You can blame it on this ole barstool

But girl the only place to put that blame is right on you, you, you, right on you

You can be mad if you want too

But it won't do you no damn good

Cause he gotta a little taste of a women

That treats him like he should

There's a million reasons

Why he left you long gone

And there's a million more why he's tangled in my sheets never wanting to leave home

You can blame it on my tattoos, you can blame it on my long blonde hair

You can blame it on this white tank top or the daisy dukes that I wear

You can blame it on the whiskey

You can blame it on this ole barstool

But girl the only place to put that blame is right on you, you, you, right on you

You can blame it on the whiskey

You can blame it on this ole barstool

But girl the only place to put that blame is right on you, you, you, right on you