My dad once warned me, about the drugs in the streets. But, he never warned me of the drugs, with blond hair and hazel eyes That make you fall, fast and hard. They'll carve their way into your soul and burrow into your heart into your thoughts and most importantly, into your memories.
Those girls with blond hair and hazel eyes, You'll watch them curve their mouth around three words "I love you" And then they'll never speak them again. They'll taste your body with their fingertips And leave that feeling on you...