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