'Rueing You Blues'

Rueing You Blues' (adult content)

"I am not myself at all",
I told myself with dread,

"I need to find myself some help
can't keep my self abed!"

my friend is a geologist
but he politely said:

"I can't tell you anything
'bout the rocks inside your head"

an undertaker scolded me:
"come back when you are dead!"

Next stop was a urologist
-- I had a peer review --

he told me that my instrument
was "just as good as new."

I consulted, a proctologist
who examined my rear view,

he said: "You're looking good down here
...I want a date with you!"

So I ran to a psychologist,
quote: "Nothing I can do! ...

..let's see, your next appointment
is next Monday, half past two."

I finally found a man of God,
I knew HE'D make me new,

but preacher told me I should pray,
and somehow I'm still blue.

No expertise can help me now,
I'm surfeited with rue,

I just need to see YOU babe,
what's wrong with me is you.