The Jackson 5's song 'Blame It On the Boogie' originally had different words, and here they are:
'My baby's always cryin' and it wouldn't be a bad thing
But I don't get no lovin' and that's no lie
I spend the night in Frisco at every excuse
And that's where I learnt all about child abuse
Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don't blame it on the moonlight
Don't blame it on the good times
Blame it on the pervy
That perviness bugs me, but somehow it has drugged me
Spellbound surgery gets me on to my black feet
I've changed my face completely, I've seen the black leave me
And I just can't take my eyes of that child
Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don't blame it on the moonlight
Don't blame it on the good times
Blame it on the pervy
I just can't, I just can't
I just can't control my fingers
I just can't, I just can't
I just can't control my crotch
This tragic music moves me to the sick bowl
The devil's gotten to me in a sick trance
I'm full of plastic and have lots of kid mags
I'd be shot in any other country, thank you, you Yanks!
Don't blame it on the sunshine
Don't blame it on the moonlight
Don't blame it on the good times
Blame it on the pervy
Sunshine (ow!)
Moonlight (get away from me, Michael!)
Good times (this is bad!)
Pervy
Sunshine (help!)
Moonlight (mommy!)
Good times (not for me)
Pervy (got that right)
