Left for work this mornin' without any warnin' that little tiny gage said it's that time so I started lookin' but I just kept on lookin' as I read the prices there upon those signs soon I knew my luck was out my tank was dry and just about put me on my feet and send me cryin' So I pulled up to a pump feeling as dumb as a stump grabbed that nozzle and bent over one more time it's a pain in my gas it's killin' me so fast all my hard earned money just thrown away blame bin Ladin or Sudan Irak or Iran all I know is this a-hurtin' just won't pass there seems to be a real pain in my gas so if you see me thumbin' a-beggin' or a-bummin' ponder these three questions that I ask who's to blame for all my sorrow does relief lie in tomorrow in the meantime could I borrow a little cash 'cause there's a pain in my gas it's killin' me so fast all my hard earned money just thrown away blame bin Ladin or Sudan Irak or Iran all I know is this a-hurtin' just won't pass there seems to be a real pain in my gas help me doctor there's a deep pain in my gas mr president there's a real pain in my gas