Like a baby you’re a stubborn child — what’s the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind — what’s the matter
While you’re wondering what the hell to do

We were wishing we were lucky like you

Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you

Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he’s dead

Mika - Blame it on the Girls