Blame It On That Red Dress -- Gord Bamford

I’ve tried to figure out
What’s got me here like this
Feeling kind of crazy
Baby every time we kiss
But it’s taking off so fast
I don’t know what to do
That low cut thing your wearing
Baby just might be a clue

I can blame it on the wine
The smell of your perfume
The way the are heads are turning
When you walk in the room
But something’s going on
More then animal attraction at play, yeah
It ain’t your eyes your lips your nose your hips
That got me in this mess...
Blame it on that red dress

Well I ain’t the social genius
But it’s coming to me now
It goes back to the basics of
What makes the world go round
Don’t need to do a study of all the side effects
The shorter that the dresses go, the longer are the legs

I can blame it on the wine
The smell of your perfume
The way the are heads are turning
When you walk in the room
But something’s going on
More then animal attraction at play, yeah
It ain’t your eyes your lips your nose your hips
That got me in this mess...
Blame it on that red dress

Well the things a man'll do
For a little bit of cloth
He’ll go the hole nine yards
Just to try to take it offffff

I can blame it on the wine
The smell of your perfume
The way the are heads are turning
When you walk in the room
But something’s going on
More then animal attraction at play, yeah
It ain’t your eyes your lips your nose your hips
That got me in this mess...
Blame it on that red dress