Lyrics Blame the Stylist - The Juliana Hatfield Three

Blame the Stylist

blame the stylist
she’s the enemy
she took control
and made me her slave
she said she had a PhD in style
so i let her do her thing to me
she said grin and bear it
she said grin and bear it
so i grin and bear it
i grin and bear it
i knew the dress was wrong
but i tried to get along
she made me look like a whore
who am i being sexy for
then she told me to dance
i said i have two left feet
then she pushed me out on the floor
and put on Moby
she said grin and bear it
she said grin and bear it
so i grin and bear it
i grin and bear it
the only way out
is to strip down
your true identity
gets no publicity
grin and bear it
she said grin and bear it
so i grin and bear it
i grin and bear it