Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blonde , by - Kip Moore. Song from the album SLOWHEART, in the genre КантриRelease date: 07.09.2017
Record label: A MCA Nashville Release;
Song language: English
Blonde |
| I saw you in a magazine just the other day |
| When they asked you where you came from, funny you forgot this place |
| I guess you caught amnesia, we’ve been knowing you before Pre-K |
| Can’t hide the real you behind that new fake name |
| You can chase the lights |
| You can chase the fame |
| Used to be the captain of the cheer team |
| Now you’re just a never coming homecoming queen |
| Don’t sell yourself long girl |
| You must be confused |
| You ain’t even Blonde girl |
| Or even true to your roots, yeah |
| Wooooo |
| Wooooo |
| I saw your Mama and your sister on Sunday |
| Your little brother starts school on Monday |
| Your granddaddy’d roll over in his grave |
| If he saw the way you changed |
| You can chase the lights |
| You can chase the fame |
| Used to be the captain of the cheer team |
| Now you’re just a never coming homecoming queen |
| Don’t sell yourself long girl |
| You must be confused |
| You ain’t even Blonde girl |
| Or even true to your roots |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah, ah |
| I used to love your lips girl |
| They had a down home taste |
| So why’d you go and fill 'em girl |
| Mess up the ones that God gave |
| You can chase the lights |
| You can chase the fame |
| Used to be the captain of the cheer team |
| Now you’re just a never coming homecoming queen |
| Don’t sell yourself long girl |
| You must be confused |
| You ain’t even Blonde girl |
| Or even true to your roots |
| (Yeah, ah, ah) |
| We were right there when your Daddy wasn’t |
| (Yeah, ah, ah) |
| We were there the first time you got drunk |
| (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) |
| Couldn’t even hold up your head |
| So I picked you up and put you in bed |
| (Yeah, ah, ah) |
| My shirt dried your tears when Brett broke your heart |
| (Yeah, ah, ah) |
| I took the blame in that old cop car |
| (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) |
| Laughed when you choked on your first smoke |
| Watching you now is a damn joke, yeah |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah, ah, ah |
| Yeah |