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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
MIKA
MIKA
Begleitgesang
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Schlagzeug
Cherisse Osei
Cherisse Osei
Schlagzeug
Fabien Waltman
Fabien Waltman
Tasteninstrumente
Ida Falk Winland
Ida Falk Winland
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
MIKA
MIKA
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
MIKA
MIKA
Produzent:in
Greg Wells
Greg Wells
Produzent:in
Joe Chiccarelli
Joe Chiccarelli
Ingenieur:in
Luke Tozour
Luke Tozour
Ingenieur:in
Mo Hausler
Mo Hausler
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

So, I was sitting here in a bar And this guy comes up to me And he said, "My life stinks" And I saw his gold credit card And I saw the way that he was Looking at people across the room And I looked at his face And you know, quite a good-looking face And I just said, "Dude, your perspective on life sucks!" 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 Like 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 wondering 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 Life could be simple but you never fail To complicate it every single 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 axe to grind, what's the matter? While you're wondering what the hell to do We all 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 Blame it on the girls, blame it on the boys Blame it on the girls, 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
Writer(s): Michael Holbrook Penniman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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