Blame Your Mother - Richie Rymner

Cause your mother was a warrior Your father was a warrior Your brother was a warrior too Cause your mother was a warrior Your father was a warrior Your brother was a warrior too You come the son of a gun Cause your mother was a warrior Your father was a warrior Your brother was a warrior too (You come the son of a gun) Cause your mother was a warrior Your father was a warrior Your brother was a warrior too You come the son of a gun

Who should I give my love to? My respect and my honour to Who should I pay good mind to? After Allah And Rasulullah Comes your mother Who next? Your mother Who next? Your mother And then your father Cause who used to hold you And clean you and clothe you Who used to feed you? And always be with you When you were sick Stay up all night Holding you tight That's right no other My mother Who should I take good care of Giving all my love Who should I think the most of After Allah And Rasulullah Comes your mother Who next? Your mother Who next? Your mother And then your father Cause who used to hear you Before you could talk Who used to hold you Before you could walk And when you fell who picked you up Clean your cut No one but your mother My mother Who should I stay right close to? Listen most to Never say no to After Allah And Rasulullah Comes your mother Who next Your mother Who next Your mother And then your father Cause who used to hug you And buy you new clothes Comb your hair And blow your nose And when you cry Who wiped your tears Knows your fears Who really cares My mother Say Alhamdulillah Thank you Allah Thank you Allah For my mother

The air was so thick well you could cut with a knife and the night stood still Never felt like this in all of my life it never felt so real I can't believe the way my heart melts with every beat Blame it on the heat it happens when we meet Blame it on the sweet southern nights blame it on the heat Baby when we touch uncontrollable fire comes over us Why we create such a burning desire is mysterious We go out of our minds as the temperature climbs by degrees Blame it on the heat... Blame it on the heat [ Guitar ] We go out of our minds as the temperature climbs by degrees Blame it on the heat...