[Verse 1]
Left for work this morning
Without any warning
That little tiny Gage said it's that time
So I started looking
But I just kept on looking
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 crying
So I pulled up to a pump
Feeling as dumb as a stump
Grabbed that nozzle and bent over one more time

[Chorus]
It's a pain in my gas
It's killing 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-hurting just won't pass
There seems to be a real pain in my gas

[Verse 2]
So if you see me thumbing
A-begging or a-bumming
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
[Chorus]
Because there's a pain in my gas
It's killing 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-hurting 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