Little Dirty Blonde - Winger

She was a classic case, a baby face all

Duded up, but kinda out of place

Out to show the world she was so bad (so bad)

I thought I had it sussed, it was only lust

She’s not the type, that I could trust

So how did I end up in her trash?

Tell me is this love?

No, it’s anything but love

But I just can’t shake the fever

For the little dirty blonde

The thrill is over and my luck is gone

For good I misunderstood

You don’t look for love in the neighborhood

Well I guess I stayed just a little too long (too bad)

She won’t talk to me

She won’t talk to me

And my addiction won’t let me be

It just leaves me down, down on my knees

Beggin' for the love

It’s anything but love

But I just can’t shake the fever

For the little dirty blonde

The girl’s as cold as the night is long

Little dirty blonde

The thrill is over and my luck is gone