Workin' at the Car Wash Blues sing and play along

Well, I had just got out from the county prison,

doin' ninety days for nonsupport.

Tried to find me an executive position but no matter how smooth I talked they wouldn't listen to the fact that I was a genius.

The man say, "We got all that we can use."

Now I got them steadily depressin',

low down mind messin' workin' at the carwash blues.

Well, I should be sittin' in an air conditioned office in a swivel chair.

Talkin' some trash to the secretaries,

sayin', "Here, now, mamma, come on over here."

Instead, I'm stuck here rubbin' these fenders with a rag and walkin' home in soggy old shoes with them steadily depressin',

low down mind messin' workin' at the carwash blues.

You know a man of my ability,

he should be smokin' on a big cigar.

But till I get myself straight I guess I'll just have to wait in my rubber suit arubbin' these cars.

Well, all I can do is ashake my head,

you might not believe that it's true,

for workin' at this end of Niagara Falls is an undiscovered Howard

Hughes. So baby, don't expect to see me with no double martini in any highbrow society news,

'cause I got them steadily depressin',

low down mind messin' workin' at the carwash blues.

Yeah, I got them steadily depressin',

low down mind messin' workin' at the carwash blues.

Yeah, I got them