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Lyrics:
If my faults are your song then I will not
Be content to sing along
If I'm the one that’s makin’ you so
Out of touch
Then why don't you just go ahead and
Why don't you just go ahead and…
Blame it on this Southern weather
Blame it on anything
It’s not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything
If I'm the cause of all your sickness and pain
Then I'll bury my face in the all of dirty shame
If this is just what’s getting you so out of touch
Then why don't you just go ahead and
Why don't you just go ahead and…
Blame it on this Southern weather
Blame it on anything
It’s not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything
This is my last plan to bury all of your charm
This is my final rush to reach for you
Blame it on this Southern weather
Blame it on anything
It’s not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything
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