Getaway Blues

I got a job on the cheap side of town
where I work like a dog until the sun goes down
It's always hotter than hell there or colder than heck
It pays about as much as a welfare check
Well my boss is a jerk My boss is a jerk
He pays me under time for being overworked
I hope to get fired before I blow a fuse
I've got the got to get away blues

I've got a girl who never leaves me alone
When she's not ringing my doorbell, she's ringing my phone
And she follows me wherever I go
Drinking all my liquor, and spending my dough
Well I've begged her to leave I try to avoid her
I'm rude and I'm crude man but nothing annoys her
She's driving me nuts Man I'm losing my screws
I've got the got to get away blues

I've got these people who say they're my friends
They all owe me money, and still ask for lends
When I want to find them I can just run on home
They'll be in my fridge or on my telephone
They've been after my girl now for six months or more
I wish just one time one of those scoundrels could score
Well I would be free then to do as I choose
I've got the got to get away blues

So when your woman's a nag, and you work in a dive
and your life is a mess, you don't know why you're alive
and your only true friend is a bottle of booze
You've got the got to get away blues

Ive got the got to get away blues