 The lights were low, but I was lower
The radio was playing somewhere else
The room was full of surface tension
I was only thinking 'bout myself
No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
The room was full of undertakers
Movers and martini shakers gone
The reaper left at seven thirty
Took off in a taxi with a blonde
The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
It's very tricky business
No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Here's a toast to no good Friday
I was bound to do it my way, wrong
Strumming on a telecaster
Sing it like a trained disaster song
The difference between us
Is way down on the inside
It's very tricky business
No baby I, no baby I
No baby I don't want to see you hurt
You got them tears, they fall like pearls
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
Blame it on gravity, yeah
Blame it on being a girl
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