Lyrics

I’ve got some sense to talk straight into you ‘cause I heard about your plan
To make my favorite part of you as different as you can
So stop before you drive me off and make up your mind too soon
‘Cause you American brunettes you lead me down the road to ruin

Now it isn’t such a tragedy to try for something new
It’s not as permanent as surgery just to lighten up your hue
But if blondes get all the fun then what’d we do all afternoon?
‘Cause you American brunettes you lead me down the road to ruin

Don’t buy it…don’t dye it
Don’t buy it…don’t dye it

So now it’s time to see who’s shallower, baby you or me
You to want to change yourself or me to disagree
Beside a bottled refugee you know I’m sure to be immune
But those American brunettes they lead me down the road to ruin

Don’t buy it…don’t dye it
Don’t buy it…don’t dye it
Don’t buy it…don’t dye it
Don’t buy it…don’t dye it
Don’t dye it

© 2009 Rob Berretta