Kitchen Bitchin' Blues

Nothing in this house
That I can eat
It's wearing me down
My body's weak

You don't care
You're on a diet
Babe, I'm dying
I got to get out

Don't know what to do I've got the Kitchen Bitchin' Blues

You're a modern woman
We don't cook
On living lean
You could write the book

I'm a skeleton
ready for the grave
I'll probably eat
My own decay

Don't know what to do 'bout these Kitchen Bitchin' Blues

lead guitar break

Gonna get in my car
Drive downtown
Buy me something
Greasy & brown

A man needs
His daily bread
Tired of complaining
Enough's been said

Don't know what to do 'bout these Kitchen Bitchin' Blues