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Blues on the ceiling
Over my head
Running down the walls
Across the floor
And over my bed
Blue lights across the street
Blinkin' off and on
It's so lonely now she's gone
I'll never get out of these blues alive
I'll never get out of this crazy blues alive
Love had been a dirty
Five letter word to me
I was into the blues over my head
Blue was all that I could see
Up to my neck in misery
I'll never get out of these blues alive
I'll never get out of this crazy blues alive
Blues keep on fooling
With my weary head
Cocaine couldn't numb the pain
I'd be better off dead
Blue lights gone out at last I sleep
The bitter the blues the better they keep
I'll never get out of these blues alive
I'll never get out of these blues alive