Blonde Dynamite

Headlong, yeah, I'm right on the money You carry on, but you rule me dummy I'm going blind, I'm on the line (whew) You gonna find they're many wicked and wired You call me nerd and you laugh at my face Leave me blurred, out of the place I'm not a drill, I keep it real You're gonna find me probably weird You rule me dummy You're gonna find me probably weird You want it smart and I thought it was easy I hit the bar like I'm Eugene Kelly You stand me down, making me clown Your gang's gonna find me wicked and wired You make me sick when you spit on my brain Losing my shit, while facing your friends But still, I foot the bill They gonna find me probably weird (Give me five on the blacksmith side) I met a girl and I read on her lips I like her world and the way she quips She is so prime, one of a dime (whew) She finds me really, really liquid and fire She want it true, you would say I'm lucky I done goofed, but I choose the foxy I have no feel, I'm such a heel (whew) She's gonna find me perfectly weird