Letras: The Almost. Southern Weather. Southern Weather.

My thoughts are just something I will not
Be content to sing along
If I'm the one that's making you so all uptight
Then why don't you just go ahead and
Why don't you just go ahead and

Blame it on this southern weather
Blame it on anything
It's not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything

If I'm the cause of all your sickness and pain
Then I'll bury my face in the olive dirty sheet
This is just what's getting used to, all of such
Why don't you just go ahead and
Why don't you just go ahead and

Blame it on this southern weather
Blame it on anything
It's not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything

This is my last plan to bury all of your charms
This is my final rush to reach for you

Blame it on this southern weather
Blame it on anything
It's not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything

Blame it on this southern weather
Blame it on anything
It's not like you to ask small favors
You can blame me for everything

You can blame me, blame me
You can blame me, blame me