Left for work this mornin' Without any warnin' That little tiny gage said it's that time So I started lookin' But I just kept on lookin' As I read the prices there upon those signs
Soon I knew my luck was out My tank was dry and just about Put me on my feet and send me cryin' So I pulled up to a pump Feeling as dumb as a stump Grabbed that nozzle and bent over one more time
It's a pain in my gas It's killin' me so fast All my hard earned money just thrown away Blame bin Ladin or Sudan Irak or Iran All I know is this a-hurtin' just won't pass There seems to be a real pain in my gas
So if you see me thumbin' A-beggin' or a-bummin' Ponder these three questions that I ask Who's to blame for all my sorrow Does relief lie in tomorrow In the meantime could I borrow A little cash
'cause there's a pain in my gas It's killin' me so fast All my hard earned money just thrown away Blame bin Ladin or Sudan Irak or Iran All I know is this a-hurtin' just won't pass There seems to be a real pain in my gas Help me doctor there's a deep pain in my gas Mr president there's a real pain in my gas