Singer/Songwriter, Musician
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
