Blues Got A Skeleton Key

Verse You can lock all the doors; Close up the house; Pretend you're not home; Stay quiet as a mouse; Shut all the shutters and turn out the lights; But the blues got a skeleton key. Verse You can throw a wild party For the usual crowd; Serve margaritas; Turn the volume up loud; Burn the candle both ends night after night, But the blues got a skeleton key. Chorus Well, the blues don't go with my decor, But still the come creepin' in; And you can't help wond'rin' what's it all for When without any warnin', your heart hits the floor; Bartender, pour me a gin. Verse You can call up the cops; File a complaint; Snort a kilo of charlie; Live like a saint; You can hide from your heart and pretend you don't see, But the blues got a skeleton key. Chorus Well, the blues don't need any reason Just to come up and hit you from behind; They'll take you in each and ev'ry season; Hold you hostage to each tawdry treason, Bartender, pull down the blind. Verse You can run like the wind, Or give up the chase; You can beg them for mercy, They'll laugh in your face; 'Cause once you're their prisoner, you'll never be free; Yeah, the blues got a skeleton key. Yeah, the blues got a skeleton ke-y.