Tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose,
Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz.
Brains came out first when I was born,
I bent down to catch a rose and I caught a thorn.
Hey Miss Monkey, how d'ya get so blue?
Monkey looked up with her teary eyes and said:
I've been missin' you...
She got those tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose,
Ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz.
Hello Chickey, you've been packed away,
For nine months and a cold December day.
Your yellow body's crumpled and covered with doo.
Here's a microphone, Chickey, sing whatever you choose...
Chickey got those tremelo blooz, ain't got nothin' to loose.
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz.
My friend Froggie, collapsed back stage,
Face down in a pile of cocaine.
The rocker doctor said he had the flu,
But Froggie felt it deep inside.
He knew exactly what he had to do...
He sing those tremelo blooz, he ain't got nothin' to loose.
He ain't got nothin' but those tumblin', mumbling blooz.

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Writer(s): CHRISTOPHER WELDON BALLEW, DAVID MICHAEL DEDERER