Blondie

As sure as anything
As sure as I can be
That 99 \%, pure as Ivory
I caught the scent, followed the smell of it
Couldn't Ignore
Hey, why did you pick on me?
What's that pretty flower I see?
Tall and wild it waves at me
Mother says it's just a weed
Golden Rod, Golden Rod
Growing Wild, not in the city
Gave me an allergy
And my reaction's, what's gonna happen?
It gets no help from me
I can't explain it
Maybe I shouldn't try to
That old genetic code,
Had a hold on me
We go inside it, ran head long into it
And mothers' warning, useless to me
What's that pretty flower I see?
Tall and wild it waves at me
Mother says it's just a weed
Golden Rod, Golden Rod
Another blonde, not from the city
gave me an allergy
And you can see me drinking the poison