Lyrics Black and Blonde - Nina Gordon

Black and Blonde

What’s that sound?
What’s that sound?
What’s that sound?
You got me hanging on
And listen to confessions on the telephone
Hear me now
Hear me now
Hear me now
You beat me black and blonde
Somebody tell me what the hell is going on
God save the middle child, she’s never what she seems
Can’t blame the middle child, she’s drowning in her dreams
Dumb me down
Dumb me down
Dumb me down
You got the wrong address
I’m a mortar and a pestal not a garlic press
Beware the middle child she’ll bring you to your knees
She’s just a little child who’s fallen in between
Save the middle child, she’s never what she seems
Can’t blame the middle child, she’s drowning, in her dreams
Hear me now
Hear me now
Hear me now
You beat me black and blonde
Somebody tell me what the hell is going on Now
Beware the middle child she’ll bring you to your knees
She’s just a little child who’s fallen in between
Save the middle child, she’s never what she seems
Can’t blame the middle child, she’s drowning
She’s drowning
A ring in my ears, from playing too loud
I hear the ocean, I hear the crowd