Yesterday I went to work;
I’m working for some goofy jerk.
He told me I could take a break;
 I thought he said to get a rake.
I looked at him and cracked a smile,
And said, “Be back in a while.”
I was gone for half a day to find the rake, 
And what’s he say:
“You got the foggy brain blues,
Yes, the foggy brain blues.”

My girlfriend called me up last night; 
I think we might have had a fight.
She said she had to go away; 
I thought she said could I come stay.
I dressed and drove on over there
To find that she had moved somewhere.
I lost my way to Charlie’s bar, 
Then I think I lost my car.
I’ve got the foggy brain blues, 
Yes, the foggy brain blues.