Nina Gordon - Black And Blonde Lyrics
What's that sound?What's that sound?What's that sound?You got me hanging onAnd listen to confessions on the telephoneHear me nowHear me nowHear me nowYou beat me black and blondeSomebody tell me what the hell is going onGod save the middle child, she's never what she seemsCan't blame the middle child, she's drowning in her dreamsDumb me downDumb me downDumb me downYou got the wrong addressI'm a mortar and a pestal not a garlic pressBeware the middle child she'll bring you to your kneesShe's just a little child who's fallen in betweenSave the middle child, she's never what she seemsCan't blame the middle child, she's drowning, in her dreamsHear me nowHear me nowHear me nowYou beat me black and blondeSomebody tell me what the hell is going on NowBeware the middle child she'll bring you to your kneesShe's just a little child who's fallen in betweenSave the middle child, she's never what she seemsCan't blame the middle child, she's drowningShe's drowningA ring in my ears, from playing too loudI hear the ocean, I hear the crowd
