Mika - Blame it on the girls

He's got ^Flooks that books take^G pages to tell He's got a^C face to make you ^Emfall on your ^Amknees He's got ^Fmoney in the bank to ^Gthank and I guess Yo^Cu could think he's^Em livin' at ea^Amse

Like love^Frs of the open shore ^G-- what's the matter While you^F're sitting there with so much more -- what's the matter While you^F're wondering what th^Ge hell to be Are y^Cou wishing you wer^Eme ugly like m^Ame?

^FBlame it on the girls who know what^G to do ^EmBlame it on the boys who keep hitting^Am on you ^FBlame it on your mother for the thi^Gngs she said ^EmBlame it on your father but you know ^Amhe's dead

^FBlame it on the gir^Gls ^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys ^FBlame it on the gir^Gls ^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys

Life could^F be simple but you ne^Gver fail T^Co complicate it ev^Emery single ti^Amme You could ^Fhave children and a w^Gife, a perfect little life ^CBut you blow it on^Em a bottle of ^Amwine

Like a bab^Fy you're a stubborn c^Ghild -- what's the matter Always loo^Fking for an axe to gr^Gind -- what's the matter While you'^Fre wondering what the^G hell to do We ^Cwere wishing we we^Emre lucky like^Am you

^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys ^FBlame it on the gir^Gls ^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys

Life could^F be simple but you ne^Gver fail T^Co complicate it ev^Emery single ti^Amme You could ^Fhave children and a w^Gife, a perfect little life ^CBut you blow it on^Em a bottle of ^Amwine

^FBlame it on the gir^Gls ^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys ^FBlame it on the gir^Gls ^EmBlame it on the b^Amoys