B.j. Thomas Real Life Blues
At the age of eleven I planned my escape
Carefully sorting the things I would take
On my journey to somewhere, wherever that is
And this oughta teach 'em to mess with the kid
I stored enough food for an army or two
I decided to take my dog
Glad he could come along
Father did not agree
He stopped us before we could leave
Oh, it was a genuine case of the real lifе blues
Some disappointed, mostly confusеd
Wanting to leave here but having to stay
I'm no good at running away
Hey, I'm no good at running away
With age in my favor I planned an affair
Carefully rehearsing my come hither stare
To a picture of Lilly, the homecoming queen
This oughta teach them to mess with the king
I want you to know that I wanted her so
I enrolled in biology, hated biology
Before the moment of truth
She and her family had moved
Oh, it was a genuine case of the real life blues
Some disappointed, mostly confused
Wanting my lady but stuck with a frog
Remember the part with my dog
Hey, I'm no good at running away
Oh, it's the real life blues
Some disappointed, mostly confused
Wanting to leave here but having to stay
I'm no good at running away
Hey, I'm no good at running away
Oh, it's the real life blues
Some disappointed, mostly confused
Wanting to leave here but having to stay
I'm no good at running away
