Hello, what´s your name? Where you been all my life? Just playin´, just sayin´ We should probably get a couple more drinks, and we can
Write our names up on a Lincoln, tape it up on the wall And if you get to catchin´ feelings, baby, it ain´t your fault
You can blame it on the salt sittin´ on the rim Blame it on a song, blame it on him For breakin´ your heart, bringin´ you here To this bar stool, and it´s all cool ´Cause we got all night to get it all right And there ain´t nothin´ wrong, woah-woah If we blame it on the salt
So let´s dance to the band We´re the last two gypsies in this room Spin you ´round, drop your phone Spill my drink right next to a neon moon
So sexy and so smooth, the way you laugh it off What do you say we have a few more? And if we get too gone
We can blame it on the salt sittin´ on the rim Blame it on a song, blame it on him For breakin´ your heart, bringin´ you here To this bar stool, and it´s all cool ´Cause we got all night to get it all right And there ain´t nothin´ wrong, woah-woah If we blame it on the salt
We got all the time in the world to fall But one more round ´fore they shut it down, so baby, before last call
We can blame it on the salt sittin´ on the rim
Blame it on a song, blame it on him For breakin´ your heart, bringin´ you here To this bar stool, and it´s all cool ´Cause we got all night to get it all right And there ain´t nothin´ wrong, woah-woah If we blame it on the salt