I staggered
home the other night
Closed the door and turned out the light
I picked up the paper to get the news
Put on a
CD of rhythm and blues
Kicked off of my shoes,
stepped out of my slacks
Ran a full tub of bubbles, slipped in to relax
Oh, just as I was drifting, the telephone rang,
smoke alarm clattered a tablecloth.
Someone at the front door began to pound,
and the bell at the back door began to sound.
Oh, my old clock radio set up a squawk,
and my an swering gizmo began to talk.
I got a hassle attack,
I always get a hassle at tack
I got a hassle attack,
why do I always get a hassle attack?
How does the world know
when I'm kickin' back?
And why do I always get a hassle attack?
Down in the tropics, sippin' on rum
Loungin' in a hammock,
relaxin' in the sun
Watchin' colorful parrots
as they fly
Smilin' softly as the clouds slide by
Driftin' on a fringe of piney scent
Won drin' where all my troubles went
Just as I was dozing off to sleep, quietly reposing, breathing deep,
along come a cruise ship and tourists pour out
Yackety -yack,
bellow and shout, where the
Coast
Guard siren set off a wail and the
wind whipped into a screeching gale
I had a hassle attack
You know I always
get a hassle attack
A hassle attack
I got a hassle attack
How does the world know
when I'm kickin' back
And why do I always get a hassle attack?