Now Madame Blueberry was a sad little berry
She lived by herself in a house in a tree
Her butlers would show up each morning at nine
They'd open the door to hear Madam whine
I'm so blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo, hoo
I'm so blue, I don't know what to do
She's so blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo, hoo
She's so blue, she don't know what to do
These dishes are faded, their edges are chipped
This rose is on backward and this one is flipped
These spoons are too tiny, these forks are no good
These knives have gone dull and don't slice like they should
My neighbors have nice things, I've seen them myself
In fact, I keep pictures up here on my shelf
Look at this new flatware of Monsieur LaGoon's
And Monsieur DesPlanes has twelve Franklin mint spoons
And Phillip Van Pea went and bought a new sink
Why he even has a disposal, I think
And look at this crock pot of Madame Lacrosse's
And ceramic jars where she keeps all her sauces
Nice sauces
I'm so blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo, hoo
She's so blue she don't know what to do
Just look at this sofa of Edward and Tammy's
And lovely armoire where they keep all their jammies
I really can't stand it, I think I may die
Now where was that hanky? I'm going to cry
I'm so blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo, hoo
I'm so blue, I don't know what to do
She's so blue
I'm so blue
She's so blue-hoo-hoo, hoo
She's so blue, she don't know what to do
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This was curse of typical morning
The things that Madam Blueberry had didn't make her happy
So, she will gaze a month of pixels
And cry for things she wanted
She was a very blueberry