Workin' at the Carwash Blues Songtext
von Jim Croce

Well, I had just got out from the county prison
Doin′ 90 days for non-support
Tried to find me an executive position
But no matter how smooth I talked

They wouldn't listen to the fact that I was genius
The man said, "We got all that we can use"
Now I got them
Steadily depressin′, low down mind-messin'
Workin' at the carwash blues

Well, I should be sittin′ in an air conditioned
Office with a swivel chair
Talkin′ some trash to the secretary, sayin'
"Hey now mama, come on over here"

Instead I′m stuck here rubbin' these fenders with a rag
And walkin′ home in soggy old shoes
With them steadily depressin', low down mind-messin′
Workin' at the carwash blues


You know a man of my ability
He should be smokin' on a big cigar
But ′til I get myself straight
I guess I′ll just have to wait
In my rubber suit rubbin' these cars

Well, all I can do is just shake my head
You might not believe that it′s true
For working at this end of Niagara Falls
Is an undiscovered Howard Hughes

So baby, don't ′spect to see me with no double Martini
In any high-brow society news, 'cause I got them
Steadily depressin′, low down mind-messin'
Workin' at the carwash blues

So baby, don′t ′spect to see me with no double Martini
In any high-brow society news, 'cause I got them
Steadily depressin′, low down mind-messin'
Workin′ at the carwash blues

Yeah, I got them
Steadily depressin', low down mind-messin′
Workin' at the carwash blues