Dumb Blondes:
There are two types of dumb blondes,
you don't know
the one you'll never touch
she's up there
in the clouds,
raining on you
And like a fool,
You look up
you can't touch her
so you'll curse her,
with wet eyes
But,
the one that made the same mistake,
she's right there
in front of you
crying,
To be heard
you can fool her
the one looking up
And like a fool,
You look down.
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