Day Care Blues Lyrics & Chords By Trout Fishing In America

My mom's at work, Dad's out of town.
I can't go home, 'cause there's nobody 'round.
I'm feelin' mighty bad from my head down to my shoes.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.
I'm sick of all these crayons,
I've done these puzzles twice.
I've already spent seven hours in school bein' nice!
I'm feelin' mighty bad, and I don't wanna play with you.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.
I could be out playin' baseball or home watchin' TV.
Please pick me up early, my Nintendo misses me.
Feelin' mighty bad, I don't know what I want to do...
sure ain't this, y'all.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.
Feel like I'm in prison, under lock and key.
They got me hangin' out with babies,
that guy over there's not even three!
And I find it hard to relate to a guy that licks his shoes.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.
I got the low-down no-fair after school day care blues.