I just need kiss kiss I don’t wanna wait You can say I’m dumber in love Blame it on my age Maybe because I’m young that’s enough I don’t wanna miss this And it feels like I’ve been waiting all my life But I need you tonight yeah

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

You know I dreamed about you I wanna hurry home to you Put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain God, I'm very, very frightened, I'll overdo it For twenty-nine years before I saw you I missed you for, for

Death church rising Hate church rising Lost church rising Well I look at justice in a different light I been to jail, it didn't make me right Try and conform but won't be deaf blind dumb Been beaten down, just harder I've become Hey Jesus can you help me

Dumb plus dumb equals you Didn't get it the first time And I may not be Einstein Simple math Our love divided by the square root of pride Multiply your lifeless time I'm going out of my mind But don't think I've been so blind

Goodbye Sister Disco With your flashing trash lamps And to your clubs and your tramps My dancing's left you behind Goodbye, now you're solo Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind As I walked through that hospital door I was sewn up like a coat I got a smile

Niggas gon' always be niggas Can't afford to give my heart to these niggas Ain't got time to lose my mind to these niggas Na na na na na na na na na (oh na na) I'm young, I be sprung and Sometimes it's just so damn fast I'm not dumb, no I'm not dumb I

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

She laughs at my dumb jokes when no one does She brings me mexican food from sombrero just because And when I feel like giving up like my world is falling down I show up at three a.m. she's still up watching vacation And I see her pretty face it takes me

With the same old song About the same old love And the same old strum I may be country but I'm not dumb It goes on and on Now I love country music And I guess I always will But these days when I turn on the radio