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Anders Osborne
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Blame It On a Few
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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
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