[Verse 1]
I was born to be blonde, I was raised by my mom
She was made for the job, she's a saint like Laurent
I was born to be blonde so I say what I want
I get paid when I want, I get laid when I want
I was born to be blonde, maybe all of us are
If you gave it a try you would feel like a star
I was born to be blonde and you were born to be too
You were born to be me, I was born to be you (Ooo)
[Verse 2]
I was born to be blonde, too shallow for you
I'm Axl Rose in '84 (Yeah) or in a throne we can too (No)
Like Rodman on the court hanging with Kim Jong Un
Better warn you I'm blonde, you never know what I'll do
Always havin' more fun, (Yeah) it's sad but it's true
I'm Chanel winter fall, you're Michael Kors at the mall
I'm Madonna with Pac, (Yeah) you're like the dancer that she fucked (Fucked)
I was born to be blonde, (Hey) I'm a fucking icon (Ah!)
[Verse 3]
Scabs on my scalp, burning my roots
And when it's all over, god-damn, I'll look cute (Ooo)
Splittin' my ends, purple shampoo
Then I think I might be ready for you
I was born to be blonde, I was raised by my mom
She was made for the job, she's a saint like Laurent
I was born to be blonde, can't tell me I'm wrong
I was born to be blonde, I'm gettin' bored of this song
I was born to be blonde, I was raised by my mom
She was made for the job, she's a saint like Laurent
I was born to be blonde so I say what I want
I get paid when I want, I get laid when I want
I was born to be blonde, maybe all of us are
If you gave it a try you would feel like a star
I was born to be blonde and you were born to be too
You were born to be me, I was born to be you (Ooo)
[Verse 2]
I was born to be blonde, too shallow for you
I'm Axl Rose in '84 (Yeah) or in a throne we can too (No)
Like Rodman on the court hanging with Kim Jong Un
Better warn you I'm blonde, you never know what I'll do
Always havin' more fun, (Yeah) it's sad but it's true
I'm Chanel winter fall, you're Michael Kors at the mall
I'm Madonna with Pac, (Yeah) you're like the dancer that she fucked (Fucked)
I was born to be blonde, (Hey) I'm a fucking icon (Ah!)
[Verse 3]
Scabs on my scalp, burning my roots
And when it's all over, god-damn, I'll look cute (Ooo)
Splittin' my ends, purple shampoo
Then I think I might be ready for you
I was born to be blonde, I was raised by my mom
She was made for the job, she's a saint like Laurent
I was born to be blonde, can't tell me I'm wrong
I was born to be blonde, I'm gettin' bored of this song
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