Little Dirty Blonde

Little Dirty Blonde (3: 32) (Winger/Taylor) She was a classic case, a baby face all Duded up, but kinda out of place Out to show the world she was so bad (so bad) I thought I had it sussed, it was only lust She's not the type, that I could trust So how did I end up in her trash? Tell me is this love? No, it's anything but love But I just can't shake the fever For the little dirty blonde The thrill is over and my luck is gone For good I misunderstood You don't look for love in the neighborhood Well I guess I stayed just a little too long (too bad) She won't talk to me She won't talk to me And my addiction won't let me be It just leaves me down, down on my knees Beggin' for the love It's anything but love But I just can't shake the fever For the little dirty blonde The girl's as cold as the night is long Little dirty blonde The thrill is over and my luck is gone