"Blond" lyrics

I'm not like other girls, might be hard to believe
One secret I've been keeping, kinda embarrassing
The guys that rock my world aren't what you probably think
Tall, dark, and handsome never did it for me, never did it for me

I can't help but know what I want
What's my type? I only got one
I heard I could have some more fun

Gimme gimme blond
From sun-kissed at the top
To bleach right out the box
That Brad Pitt, so classic
Giving me dirty, dirty thoughts
We don't have to talk
When he's so stupid hot
Sorry to boys that'll miss me
Gimme gimme blond

If he dropped a couple dollars or it's straight up from his mama
It'll get me going, yeah, I don't care where he got it
Run my fingers through his hair, he's bringing me Nirvana
Br-bringing me, br-br-br-bringing me

I can't help but know what I want
What's my type? I only got one
I heard I could have some more fun

Gimme gimme blond
From sun-kissed at the top
To bleach right out the box
That Brad Pitt, so classic
Giving me dirty, dirty thoughts
We don't have to talk
When he's so stupid hot
Sorry to boys that'll miss me
Gimme gimme blond

Golden or platinum
Strawberry-having (Uh-huh)
Boys got me acting up
I don't need a lot
Monochromatic
Making me rabid
God, I'm an addict
When he's so dirty, dirty (Blond)

(Blond)
Giving me dirty, dirty (Blond)
'Cause he's so stupid hot
Sorry to boys that'll miss me
Gimme gimme (Blond)