Intro:E,A,E,AVerse:
EA
Well I've tried to figure out what's got me here like this
EA
Feeling kind of crazy baby everytime we kiss
EA
But it's taking off so fast I don't know what to do
E
That low cut thing your wearing baby just might be a clue
Chorus:
A
I could blame it on the wine, the smell of your perfume
E
The way the heads were turning when you walked in the room
AE
Well something going on more then animal attraction at play
It ain't your eyes, your lips, your nose, your hips
DAE A,E,A
That's got me in this mess. Blame it on that red dress
Verse:
I ain't no social genious but it's coming to me know
Goes back to the basics of what makes the world go round
Don't need to do a study of all the side effects
The shorter that the dresses go the longer are the legs
Chorus:
BREAK:D,ABridge:
DA
The things a man will do for a little bit of cloth
DADE
He'll go the whole nine yards just to try and take it off
Chorus:
E
It ain't your eyes, your lips, your nose, your hips
DAEA
That's got me in this mess. Blame it on that red dress.
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