Blondes (Have More Fun)

Is it a matter of opinion

Or just a contradiction

But from where I come from

All the blondes have more fun

Well, just awatch them sisters on a Saturday night

Peroxide causin' all the fights

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

I took a rose in Texas

She gimme plenty of practice

But I couldn't touch the surface

'Cause of recent facelift

She had no idea what love's about

'Cept the one o'clock call on the casting couch

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Sissy from New York

Was on the cover of New Vogue

I ain't supposed to be available

So completely untouchable

I got a Limousine and bodyguard and chaperone

But God knows Rodder just needs to ball

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

You can keep your black and your red heads

You can keep your brunettes too

I wanna girl that's semi intelligent

Gimme a blonde that's six feet two

Boy and that ain't all

I had a crush on Bardot

Fell in love with Monroe

Read about 'em in the nationals

All the juicy little scandals

But I never saw 'em dancin' at the County Hall

With the short fat guy's prematurely bald

No no, no, no no no, dig this

You can keep your black and your red heads

You can keep your brunettes too

Don't wanna subservient woman

Gimme a blonde that's six feet two

Boy and that ain't all, oh yeah

Oh yeah