She acts like she was born a blond
Walking around with blinders on
Believes every lie that she is told
Has a heart... I swear is gold
One time I said someone was fat
She said please don’t ever talk like that
No one is ugly…they're just plain
She said in God’s eyes we’re all the same
~~~*Chorus*~~~
I don’t get her
I don’t think I ever will
What kind of woman’s happy
Without a home to fill
If they can’t go shopping
And buy a pretty dress
Keeps the apartment spotless
Does not give in to stress
Never tells me
What she might prefer
Says,“I trust your judgment”
I…
Don’t get her
~~*~~
Sometimes the money is so tight
I hardly ever sleep at night
It doesn't seem to bother her
The Mac & cheese she proudly serves
Made a garden in the vacant lot
Then went and shared everything we got
She likes to bake a cake from scratch
Walks so we can save on gas
~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
I don’t get her
I don’t think I ever will
What kind of woman sings
While she’s making out the bills
Holds me like a baby
Runs her fingers through my hair
Talks about our future
While I’m choking in despair
When I am frustrated
She doesn't say a word
I…
Don’t get her
~~*~~
For her presence people thirst
She can make a saint out of the worst
Suddenly I have no doubt
I’m the blond one of the house
Time to take these blinders off
Appreciate the things I've got
Forget about the things that were
Lord…
I get her…
~~~*Finale*~~~
I get her
I hope I always will
Be gifted with the good life
That only she can fill
Love her sweetly
Be sure I do not miss
Holding an angel
Exactly what she is
The future’s blinding
The past is just a blur
Oooh…man
Do I get her
~~*~~
Walking around with blinders on
Believes every lie that she is told
Has a heart... I swear is gold
One time I said someone was fat
She said please don’t ever talk like that
No one is ugly…they're just plain
She said in God’s eyes we’re all the same
~~~*Chorus*~~~
I don’t get her
I don’t think I ever will
What kind of woman’s happy
Without a home to fill
If they can’t go shopping
And buy a pretty dress
Keeps the apartment spotless
Does not give in to stress
Never tells me
What she might prefer
Says,“I trust your judgment”
I…
Don’t get her
~~*~~
Sometimes the money is so tight
I hardly ever sleep at night
It doesn't seem to bother her
The Mac & cheese she proudly serves
Made a garden in the vacant lot
Then went and shared everything we got
She likes to bake a cake from scratch
Walks so we can save on gas
~~~*2nd Chorus*~~~
I don’t get her
I don’t think I ever will
What kind of woman sings
While she’s making out the bills
Holds me like a baby
Runs her fingers through my hair
Talks about our future
While I’m choking in despair
When I am frustrated
She doesn't say a word
I…
Don’t get her
~~*~~
For her presence people thirst
She can make a saint out of the worst
Suddenly I have no doubt
I’m the blond one of the house
Time to take these blinders off
Appreciate the things I've got
Forget about the things that were
Lord…
I get her…
~~~*Finale*~~~
I get her
I hope I always will
Be gifted with the good life
That only she can fill
Love her sweetly
Be sure I do not miss
Holding an angel
Exactly what she is
The future’s blinding
The past is just a blur
Oooh…man
Do I get her
~~*~~
Teresa Lynn Johnson
Wrdspnr@aol.com
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