Self Destruction Blues

It was a Monday morning
When the Blues came fallin' on me
It was Monday morning
When the Blues came fallin' on me
Now it’s Saturday evening and it’s still got a hold on me
It was a Monday morning
When my baby left me
Yeah, there’s that same old cliche
You know — Boohoo hoo, my baby left me…
Now she’s struttin' down the street
And stoppin' every guy she meets
Now I’m sittin' at the table
With a breakfast made for two
Yeah I’m sittin' at the table
With a breakfast made for two
Oh please good Lord, help me get rid of my Self Destruction Blues