Now let me tell you how she makes me laugh
It's so curious to me
She had a word with angels in the past

They agreed to disagree

Said woo hoo hoo what a blonde, what a blonde


She likes to know the singer in the band
the attraction of the flame

It wasn't hard to take a moral stand
Right before the Germans came


Woo hoo hoo what a blonde, what a blonde

Look out she's going to make a fuss

Before she turns into dust
A twisted view will do you all some good
Enemy of the middle class

How about a gun to your chest
A little cursed, a little blessed and less is less


It's true

She's crass, she is golden

She wouldn't ask me no advice
I've seen her eyes in mine
She is crass, she is golden


Look out she's going to make a fuss
Before she turns into dust

A twisted view will do you all some good
Enemy of the middle class
Don't put a cherry in the glass

If it's all too much to ask, let the final blast
Come soon


Every single thing is political
There are different shades of black
Don't you ever take it personal

There is love in the attack

Woo hoo hoo what a blonde what a blonde