I was flicking
through the channels
on the TV
On a Sunday
in Milwaukee
in the rain
Trying to piece together
conversations
Trying to find out
where to lay the blame
But when it comes
right down to it
there's no use
trying to pretend
For when it gets
right down to it
there's no-one here
that's left to blame
Blame it on me
you can blame
it on me
we're just sugar mice
in the rain
I heard Sinatra
calling me down
through the floorboards
Where you pay
a quarter
for a partnership
in rhyme
To the jukebox
crying in the corner
While the waitress
is counting out the time
For when it comes
right down to it
there's no use
trying to pretend
For when it gets
right down to it
there's no-one really
left to blame
Blame it on me,
you can blame
it on me
we're just sugar mice
in the rain
'Cause I know
what I feel
know what I want
I know what I am...
Daddy took
a rain-check
'Cause I know
what I want
know what I feel
I know what I need...
Daddy took
a rain-check
Your daddy took
a rain-check
Ain't no-one in here
that's left to blame
but me...
Blame it on me
blame it on me
Well the toughest thing
that I ever did
was talk to the kids
on the phone
When I heard them
asking questions
I knew that you
were all alone
Can't you understand
that the government
left me out of work
I just couldn't stand
the looks on their faces
saying, "What a jerk"
So if you want
my address
it's number one
at the end of the bar
Where I sit with
the broken angels
clutching at straws
and nursing our scars
Blame it on me
blame it on me
Sugar mice
in the rain
Your daddy took
a rain-check
Your daddy took
a rain-check