(To be sung to the tune of every John Lee Hooker song, ever)
Woke up this mornin'
Dragged mysel' outta bed
Well, I stepped on mah pet dog
And now mah dog is dead
I got da blues
I got dem
'I can't actually write the blues very well'
Blues
Mah woman doggone left me
She took mah ukulele too
Now I'm pluckin' lonely
Gotta blow mah own kazoo
I got da blues
I got dem
'I can't actually write the blues very well'
Blues
(Bad guitar solo goes here)
And the reason I don't get the blues
Is because I'm middle class
6 days ago
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3 comments:
She took your Uke?
That's rough, man....
What about rap? Have you got the rap?
Haha, at least you're honest about it. So you get points for writing a piece which describes itself so well. Where is Lissa! I have come to subscribe to your magazinewebsitethingy because Lissa is the best writer in bloggoland.
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