Debbie - Your Smith, Absofacto

So sweet, she’s original

Never giving you what you want

So sweet, for a renegade

(For a renegade)

For a renegade

You’re lying to me, Debbie

I know that you are

I see it written on your face

I know I can do much better

But I’m here in your car

'Cause no one makes me feel the same way

And I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

Her wheels beating up the dust

Speeding out of L. A

Smoke screen and the radio

(And the radio)

Where’d you get it from

She won’t say

You’re lyin' to me, Debbie

I know that you are

I see it written on your face

I know I can do much better

But I’m here in your car

'Cause no one makes me feel the same way

And I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

Oh Debbie

What did you get me into?

This always happens when I listen to you

You know I was only doing what you told me to do

Oh Debbie

What did you get me into?

You, I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

I blame it on you

You’re lying to me, Debbie

Lying to me, Debbie

Lying to me, blame it on you

Hey, ey, ey

Lying to me, Debbie

Lying to me, Debbie

Lying, yeah I blame it on you