[Verse 1] She goes on about her blisters From her thousand dollar heels Well bless her heart I cant imagine how horrible that feels Moaning about her double Ds And how they hurt her back Well I wish I had me something to complain about like that [Verse 2] Standing in the checkout line Flipping through some magazine All these nightmarish divorces From them folks living the dream How they have to sell their mansions And only get half Well I wish I had me something to complain about like that [Chorus] Yeah theres things about my life Id like to change It aint hard to find a reason to complain But we dont have to look that far to notice those who go without Sometimes I find myself wondering what Im bitchin bout [Verse 3] Traffic round here sucks and its only getting worse All of these construction truckin makes me want to curse But that man holding a cardboard sign on the exit ramp Aint fussing bout the price of gas Bet he wishes he had something to complain about like that [Chorus] Yeah theres things about my life Id like to change It aint hard to find a reason to complain But we dont have to look that far to notice those who go without Sometimes I find myself wondering what Im bitchin bout [Chorus] Yeah theres things about my life Id like to change But aint that part of being human anyway No it dont have to look that far to notice those who go without Sometimes I find myself wondering what Im bitchin bout Yeah what are we all bitchin bout
bitchin, complain, bout, notice, wondering