"Lawd, Lawd, ah got the Green Weenii Blues..."

‎"Woke up this mornin' with a throbbin' head,
six empty bags of Cheetos layin' 'round my bed,
looked in the mirror, an' what did I see?
--that ol' green face a-starin' back at me.
Got the blues down to mah shoes,
......them ol' Green Weenii Blues

Walked down to the corner just to get a hunk of Spam,
a bottle of Yoo-Hoo and an Esskay Honey Ham,
reached in my pocket like I do all the time,
but them slickee boys on Wall Street had taken each and every dime
It's the blues I'd like to lose –them ol' Green Weenii Blues

If I had a million dollars for each day that I try,
I'd light cigars with 50's watchin' puffy clouds roll by,
But I'm just a bean-shaped dreamer with a top hat a cane,
so I put a smile back on my face an' do it all again
It's the blues I did not choose –them ol' Green Weenii Blues”

"Green Weenii Blues" music, lyrics and image © Paul McGehee