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Workin' At the Car Wash Blues Written by - Jim Croce From - I Got a Name Well, I had just got out from the county prison Doin' ninety days for non-support Tried to find me an executive position But no matter how smooth I talked They wouldn't listen to the fact that I was a genius The man said, 'We got all that we can use' Now I got them steadily depressin', low down, mind messin' Workin' at the car wash blues Well, I should be sittin' in an air-conditioned office in a swivel chair Talkin' some trash to the secretary Sayin', 'Hey now, mamma, come on over here' Instead, I'm stuck here rubbin' these fenders with a rag And walkin' home in soggy old shoes With them steadily depressin', low down, mind messin' Workin' at the car wash blues You know a man of my ability He should be smokin' on a big cigar But 'til I get myself straight, I guess I'll just have to wait In my rubber suit rubbin' these cars Well, all I can do is a shake my head You might not believe that it's true For workin' at this indoor Niagara Falls Is an undiscovered Howard Hughes But baby, don't expect to see me With no double martini in any high-brow society news 'Cause I got them steadily depressin', low down, mind messin' Workin' at the car wash blues So baby, don't 'spect to see me With no double martini in any high-brow society news 'Cause I got them steadily depressin', low down, mind messin' Workin' at the car wash blues Yeah, I got them steadily depressin', low down, mind messin' Workin' at the car wash blues Corrections submitted by - senaa |