HEY MISTER SPARE ME A DOLLAR
I'LL TRADE YOU FOR ONE OF MY TUNES
I SING ABOUT WOMEN AND WINE
SO REAL YOU CAN SMELL HER PERFUME
DOESN'T THAT SOUND LIKE A DEAL
IT'S COLD OUT HERE
MAN, IT'S COLD CAN'T YOU FEEL
WEEKENDS AND SUNNY WEATHER
THE BOYS KEEP WETTING MY TONGUE
SOME DAYS I STAY HERE ALL DAY LONG
KEEP SINGING AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS
OH NO DON'T LEAVE QUITE YET
THIS TIME I SWEAR I WON'T FORGET THE WORDS
OH YEAH, SURE I HAD DREAMS
DOESN'T EVERYONE. I DIDN'T
HITCHHIKE FROM GOD KNOWS
WHERE TO END UP LIKE A NO GOOD,
TOO DRUNK, SON OF A GUN.
DON'T BLAME IT ON ME
DON'T BLAME IT ON YOU
LET'S BLAME IT ON A FEW
SWEET ANNIE PUT ON TOO MUCH MAKE-UP
SHE PUT LIPSTICK ALL OVER HER FACE
SHE YELLS, "FRANKIE PLAY ME A HAPPY SONG
AND STARTS DANCIN' ALL OVER THE PLACE
SHE GRABS A HOLD OF A MAN FROM MAINE
SHE MOVES SO WELL SHE'S NATURAL AND DRUNK
NOBODY BLOWS A HORN LIKE WILLY
HE PLAYS SO PRETTY ON GLOOM
BUT OLD WILLY'S HEAD FULL OF VOICES
SO I THINK WE'RE GONNA LOSE HIM REAL SOON
NOW AIN'T THAT A SHAME, A TALENT LIKE THAT
I'LL BE DAMNED HE'S BACK IN NAM AGAIN
DON'T BLAME IT ON ME
DON'T BLAME IT ON YOU
LET'S BLAME IT ON A FEW
HEY WAIT A MINUTE MISTER
I STILL GOT A THING TO TELL
HEY PLEASE PASS ME THAT BOTTLE OVER THERE
EXCUSE ME I'M NOT FEELING WELL
SUMMER'S HERE SURE I KNOW,
BUT I'M STILL COLD, DAMN IT'S
COLD OUT HERE
DON'T BLAME IT ON ME
DON'T BLAME IT ON YOU
LET'S BLAME IT ON A FEW
LET'S BLAME IT ON ME
LET'S BLAME IT ON YOU
LET'S BLAME IT ON A FEW