Take a thousand pin-up girls from Stepney to Bombay
Take them to fancy restaurants to be amongst the whole melee.
And all the blue-eyed gals stand six foot three
Are gonna leave you broken down on your knees.
Cause in the golden locks and fluttering lashes You say, "I told you", all day long
* Never (never) trust a blonde Yeah, never (never) trust a blonde
Just when you thought it was safe to get it on
Watch out for their teeth boys you never trust a blonde
I been dreamin' of clinches with scene stealin' wenches Who star on Hollywood and Vine.
Too many goofs, and ham-fisted moves And blaming it on the wine.
Now your best bet's a home lovin' Brunette. Make it quick boys 'cause I ain't got long.
And don't turn you back on the girl in black But never trust a Blonde.
Well, on the killing line, They want to see me hung, drawn, and quartered.
Sure as a night on the moonshine A recipe to leave me slaughtered.
So beware of their smell, and the lies that they all tell.
And one line from those baby blue songs.
I'm a tellin' ya' mate that when the hour gets late, You cannot trust a Blonde.
Yes, here comes another, never trust a blonde She could be your mother, never trust a blonde
Well, even in China, never trust a blonde She might be a blinder, never trust a blonde
Never, ever Russian, never trust a blonde The bum's rushian, never trust a blonde
Explode with good luck, never trust a blonde I'm squeezin' another, never trust a blonde
