Now let me tell you how she makes me laugh 
It's so curious to me 
She had a word with angels in the past 
They agreed to disagree 

Said woo hoo hoo what a blonde, what a blonde 

She likes to know the singer in the band 
the attraction of the flame 
It wasn't hard to take a moral stand 
Right before the Germans came 

Woo hoo hoo what a blonde, what a blonde 

Look out she's going to make a fuss 
Before she turns into dust 
twisted view will do you all some good 
Enemy of the middle class 
How about a gun to your chest 
little cursed, a little blessed and less is less 
It's [bad word] 

She's crass, she is golden 
She wouldn't ask me no advice 
I've seen her eyes in mine 
She is crass, she is golden 

Look out she's going to make a fuss 
Before she turns into dust 
twisted view will do you all some good 
Enemy of the middle class 
Don't put a cherry in the glass 
If it's all too much to ask, let the final blast [bad word] soon 

Every single thing is political 
There are different shades of black 
Don't you ever take it personal 
There is love in the attack 

Woo hoo hoo what a blonde what a blonde