now you see all this time work nine to five monday thru friday im singing i sing the blues for you now im standing in the pouring rain my feet are cold but i cant complain and i wonder how you have been i need you love i miss you so i know its right but its always strange how i scream all this lifes worth all the while heartache and slave driving pain i sing the blues for you now im standing in the pouring rain my feet are cold but i cant complain and i wonder how you have been i need you love i miss you so i know its right but its always strange
complain, pouring, miss, strange, blue