Little Dirty Blonde

Little Dirty Blonde (3: 32) (Winger/Taylor)
 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