Classic Poem

Tired of the life I lead,
Tired of the blues I breathe,
Tired counting things I need,
Gonna cut out wine, and that's the truth,
Get a brand-new guy while I got my youth.
Tired of the clothes I wear,
Tired of the patches bare,
Tired of the crows I scare,
Gonna truck downtown and spend my moo,
Get some short-vamped shoes and a new guy, too.
A-scrubbin' and a-cleanin' sure leaves my glamour with a scar,
A-mendin' and a-moppin',
A-starchin' and a-shoppin'
Don't make me look like no Hedy Lamarr.
Tired 'cause the tears I shed,
Tired of living in the red,
Tired of the same old bed.
Gonna lead the life of Cindy Lou,
Gonna do the things I know she'd do.
'Cause I'm tired, mighty tired, of you.