Lyrics

I?M SINGIN? THE BLUES
I got a sneakin? suspicion you?re ?bout to cut me loose
You?re out every night with the boys and the booze
Got on your low-cut dress and your high-heeled shoes
You?re in the pink, but I?m singin? the blues

I got this sinkin? feeling, in a week or two
I?m gonna get an e-mail and it?ll say that we?re through
The cash?ll be gone but your car?ll be new
You?ll be in the black while I?m singin? the blues

I guess I should have seen it coming a long time ago
A little too high-tone, my funds a little too low
I can?t support you in the style you?ve grown accustomed to
I should?ve known I?d be another stepping stone for you

I got this nasty premonition I?m about to get screwed
The signs are all there, and still I hate to accuse
The Visa?s maxed out and the bills are all due
While you paint the town red, I?m singin? the blues

(instrumental)

I guess I should have seen it coming a long time ago
But you?re a little too fast, and maybe I?m a little slow
I didn?t get the picture, I didn?t have a clue
That I was prone to be another stepping stone for you

I?m getting? this negative vibe that maybe I? been used
One day I?ll find your closet empty, but I won?t find you
You?ll be sipping margueritas on a Mexican cruise
Working on your tan, while I?m singin? the blues
Working on your tan, while I?m singin? the blues



Mike Goroll
© 2007