You ain't been blue; no, no, no.
You ain't been blue,
Till you've had that mood imbroglio.
That feelin' goes stealin' straight to the crux
While I sit and sigh, "My mayor sucks".
Always get that mood imbroglio,
Since my mayor's sad decline.
In the evenin' when lights are low,
I'm so lonesome with my wine.
'Cause there's no mayor who cares about me,
I'm just a soul who's
bluer than blue can be.
When I get that mood imbroglio,
I keep praying he'll resign.