Let me tell you all a little story
About how life just doesn't always go the way you want it to
It goes a little something like this
Well I got a man
He ain't got a job
Well that man
He's great big slob
He sits on the couch
Just drinking a beer
Well that man
Better get on out of here
I got the blues
The blues about the blues blues
Well I got a boss
He's a real reptile
He's so low
He'd steal your last smile
He takes you to work
Then hits on the girls
He's more nuts
Than 50 squirrels
I got the blues
The blues about the blues blues
Whoah yeah
Well I got a friend
His wife's so fat
He's got it so bad
His kid's such a brat
He plays his guitar
On busted up strings
'Cause his woman
She wants diamond rings
I got the blues
The blues about the blues blues
Take it away, Robbie
Oh
I got the blues
You know I got them blues
I got the blues
Yeah, I got them blues
I got the blues
The blues about the blues blues
Ohhh
Aww, quit your bitching
Hahaha
