text: Whats the story, Mr. Blue
  Did she pull the rug from under you
  Did she chop your dreams up two by two
  And kick them out the door
  I could sympathize you, son
  But pity words stick to my tongue
  And sorry words have all been sung
  So many times before
  Oh, Mr. Blue, you blew your chances long ago
  Oh, Mr. Blue, youre through
  Quit acting like you didnt know
  Hang on one more day or two
  Then I promise Ill be laying you
  Odds that shes found someone new
  While you stand around and rust
  She dont need no part-time man
  With no part-time answer understand
  She dont want an hours fall of sand
  For a lifetime full of dust
  Oh, Mr. Blue, you blew your chances long ago
  Oh, Mr. Blue, youre through
  Quit acting like you didnt know
  Mr. Blue, you missed the shot
  Didnt turn out quite the way you thought
  It would, Ill bet, cause you got caught
  Out playing Donald Juan
  Shes got polish, shes got class
  And someday when on the street you pass her house
  Youll wonder why the grass
  Looks greener on her lawn
  Oh, Mr. Blue, you blew your chances long ago
  Oh, Mr. Blue, youre through
  Quit acting like it isnt so