Tom Waits – Fumblin' With The Blues Lyrics  Share

From Tom Waits's album: The Heart Of Saturday Night

Friday left me fumblin^, with the blues
And it^,s hard to win when you always lose
Because the nightspots spend your spirit
Beat your head against the wall
Two dead ends and you^,ve still got to choose

You know the bartenders
They all know my name
And they catch me when I^,m pulling up lame
And I^,m a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyster shaking my head
When I should be living clean instead

You know the ladies I^,ve been seeing off and on
Well they spend your love and then they^,re gone
You can^,t be lovin^, someone who is savage and cruel
Take your love and then they leave on out of town
No they do

Well now fallin^, in love is such a breeze
But its standin^, up that^,s so hard for me
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I wanna squeeze you but I^,m scared to death I^,d break your back
You know your perfume
Well it won^,t let me be

You know the bartenders all know my name
And they catch me when I^,m pulling up lame
And I^,m a pool-shooting-shimmy-shyster shaking my head
When I should be living clean instead

Come on baby
Let your love light shine
Gotta bury me inside of your fire
Because your eyes are ^,nough to blind me
You^,re like a-looking at the sun
You gotta whisper tell me I^,m the one
Come on and whisper tell me I^,m the one
Gotta whisper tell me I^,m the one
Come on and whisper tell me I^,m the one
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