Hair in a bun, t-shirt hangin’ low
He walks by like “girl, let’s go”
I’m barefoot, foldin’ laundry slow
He grabs my waist like it’s a rodeo
No filter, no heels
Just Target runs and two-dollar meals
But he’s still lookin’ at me like a prize
Like I’m wrapped in lace and firelight
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(Pre-Chorus)
He could’ve checked out years ago
But I still steal the show
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(🎯 Chorus – catchy & singable)
So can you blame him?
I’m sweet, I’m wild, I’m always game
I kiss him slow when he says my name
I keep it fun, keep it flirty
Sippin’ sweet tea, lookin’ dirty
He’s hooked, and I make it clear—
Can you blame him, baby?
Look what’s waitin’ right here 🎵
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(Verse 2)
I text “you up?” while he’s at work
He clocks out early—ain’t that a perk?
Don’t need nothin’ fancy planned
He just needs me in his hands
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(Pre-Chorus)
I know the spark, I keep it lit
That man’s obsessed, and I’m cool with it
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(🎯 Chorus – again, built to sing loud)
So can you blame him?
I’m sweet, I’m wild, I’m always game
I kiss him slow when he says my name
I keep it fun, keep it flirty
T-shirt tied, still gettin’ dirty
He’s whipped, but let’s be clear—
Can you blame him, baby?
Look what’s waitin’ right here 🎵
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(Bridge – playful & proud)
He don’t need no girls on screens
He’s got the real deal, Southern queen
I show up, show out, love loud
And he still lifts my shirt like wow
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(Final Chorus – one big crowd moment)
Can you blame him?
I’m sweet, I’m wild, I’m always game
Still drive him crazy sayin’ his name
I keep it fun, keep it messy
Cookin’ barefoot, lookin’ sexy
He brags every single year—
Can you blame him, baby?
Look what’s waitin’ right here 🎵
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(Outro Tag -spoken + little laugh)
Yeah… I don’t blame him either.
