I was flicking through the channels on the TVOn a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rainTrying to piece together conversationsTrying to find out where to lay the blameBut when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretendFor when it gets right down to it there's no one here that's left to blameBlame it on me, you can blame it on meWe're just sugar mice in the rain
I heard Sinatra calling me through the floorboardsWhere you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhymeTo the jukebox crying in the cornerWhile the waitress is counting out the time
For when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretendFor when it gets right down to it there's no one really left to blameBlame it on me, you can blame it on meWe're just sugar mice in the rain
'Cause I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I amDaddy took a raincheck'Cause I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I needDaddy took a raincheck, your daddy took a raincheckAin't no one in here that's left to blame but meBlame it on me, blame it on me
Well the toughest thing that I ever did was talk to the kids on the phoneWhen I heard them asking questions I knew that you were all aloneCan't you understand that the government left me out of workI just couldn't stand the looks on their faces saying, "What a jerk"
So if you want my address it's number one at the end of the barWhere I sit with the broken angels clutching at straws and nursing our scarsBlame it on me, blame it on me,Sugar mice in the rain, your daddy took a raincheck
