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