Workin At The Car Wash Blues - Jim Croce

Well, I had just got out from the county prison, 
Doin' ninety days for non-support. 
Tried to find me an executive position, 
But no matter how smooth I talked 
They wouldn't listen to the fact that I was a genius 
The man say, "We got all that we can use." 
Now I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin' 
Working at the car wash blues. 

Well, I should be sittin' in an air conditioned office in a swivel chair 
Talkin' some trash to the secretaries, 
Sayin', "Here, now mam-ma, come on over here." 
Instead, I'm stuck here rubbin' these fenders with a rag 
And walkin' home in soggy old shoes 
With them steadily depressin', low down mind messin' 
Workin' at the car wash blues. 

You know a man of my ability, 
He should be smokin' on a big cigar. 
But till I get myself straight I guess I'll just have to wait 
In my rubber suit a-rubbin' these cars. 

Well, all I can do is a-shake my head 
You might not believe that it's true, 
For workin' at this end of Niagara Falls 
Is an undiscovered Howard Hughes. 
So baby, don't expect to see me 
With no double martini in any high-brow society news, 
'Cause I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin', 
Workin' at the car wash blues. 

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So, baby, don't expect to see me 
With no double martini in any high-brow society news, 
'Cause I got them steadily depressin', low down mind messin', 
Workin' at the car wash blues.