(McHugh - Fields) (Don't blame me) For falling in love with you I'm under your spell but how can I help it. Don't blame me. Can't you see, when you do the things you do. If I can't conceive the thrill that I'm feeling. Don't blame me. I can't help it if that dog-gone moon above, Make's believe, someone like you to love Blame your kiss, As sweet as a kiss can be. And blame all your charms That melt in my arms. But don't blame me. Mmmmmmm blame your kiss, As sweet as a kiss can be. And blame all your charms That melt in my arms. But don't blame me. Don't blame me.