If I Could Be A Part Of Blue

If I could be a part of blue,

I'd have to ask

a question of you,

would you join me

and be blue too?

 

No not the color,

there isn't any other,

oh crap,

I'm still living with my mother.

 

I've just turned Twenty-two,

and here I am

running into you.

Oh you could say,

But hey

ain't that old news?

 

Yeah, if I could be a part of blue,

is that the feeling

that you hate too?

Are you with me

every step of the way?

Feeling down,

every single day?

 

Me and you,

having the blues.

Don't you wish

that we could choose . . .

 

To be happy,

the color of pink.

We could be laughing,

don't you think?

 

Instead of the blues,

what color are you?

I like the color of Doody Do-Do,

well do you think so tooooo?