Blame It On Me

I got my ice chest sitting by my feet
Watching all the girls go down the street
You asked me why my eyes are so bloodshot red
Because I'm thinking about all the money I never made

The claiming that I'm making too much noise
But I'm just sitting out here drinking with the boys
They tell me that I've been saying some vulgar words
But I know it ain't nothing they haven't heard

You can blame it on me blame it on me
But don't cut down my Sycamore tree

Some people say I'm the coolest guy in town
And when it's time to party I sure know how to get down
Other say I party just a little too hard
That's the people I try hard to avoid

I don't really care what people say
Because no matter what you do they're going to talk anyway
I must say sometimes it gets out of hand
But what I'm going through most people won't understand

You can blame it on me blame it on me
But don't cut down my Sycamore tree

Blame it on me blame it on me
Blame it on me blame it on me



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Cunnah
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