Dirty Little Blues

Well I got these dirty little blues
And I keep getting dirtier for you
Not one thing I can refuse
When I get these dirty little blues
So let me ride on your pillow
We’ve got nothing to lose
I might weep like a willow
If you don’t let me blow out your fuse
'Cause I got these dirty little blues
And I keep getting dirtier for you
Not one thing I can refuse
When I get these dirty little blues
So let me put you on a plate
I know it’s getting late
But you won’t have to do much to participate
I see you’re getting tired
But you’ve gotta pay your dues
'Cause I’ve got these dirty little blues
So let’s go down to the country
I hear they’ve got great views
Let me put it to you bluntly
That I got these dirty little blues
There’s not one thing I can refuse
When I get these dirty little blues
And won’t you put yourself in my shoes?
'Cause I’ve got, these dirty little blues