Vlastním jménem Michael Holbrook Penniman (později Mika) se narodil 18.8.1983 v Libanonu v hlavním městě Bejrút. Narodil se jako prostřední z pěti dětí, má tři sestry a jednoho bratra. Jeho matka je Libanonka a otec Američan. Když mu byl...

Píseň: Blame It On The Girls

Interpret:
Mika
Album:
Songbook Vol. 1
Intro:
So I was sitting there in the bar 
and this guy comes up to me
 and he said  „My life stinks“ 
and I saw his gold credit card 
and I saw the way he was looking at people across the room 
and I looked at his face and you know, what a good looking face, and I just said „Dude, your perspective on life sucks“


He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to think and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease


Like lovers of the open shore -- What's the matter?
When you're sitting there with so much more --What's the matter?
When you're wondering what the hell to be
Are you wishing you were ugly like me?


Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys


Life could be simple but you never fail
To complicate it every single time


You could have children and a wife, a perfect little life
But you blow it on a bottle of wine


Like a baby you're a stubborn child -- what's the matter
Always looking for an axe to grind -- what's the matter
While you're wondering what the hell to do
We were wishing we were lucky like you


Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys


He's got looks that books take pages to tell
He's got a face to make you fall on your knees
He's got money in the bank to thank and I guess
You could think he's livin' at ease


Blame it on the girls who know what to do
Blame it on the boys who keep hitting on you


Blame it on your mother for the things she said
Blame it on your father but you know he's dead


Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys
Blame it on the girls
Blame it on the boys