I step out in the hallway With a headache so thick I crack a pale ale And that does the trick I look down by my shoes I see some leather boots And in my bed lies a man Who's got the Blues What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you He says he's free as the wind But poisoned and possessed By the way I work my strings And how my hair is a mess I sneak down in his boots I head off to the bedroom And we will play, all night and day We'll make a blues What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you What I have found I'm like a hound A man with blues Wanna use you