The Dry Cleaner Blues: A Sartorial Lament

The Dry Cleaner Blues: A Sartorial Lament 

by Sazerac the Clown

I soiled my coat, now I got the Dry Cleaner Blues.

I soiled my sport jacket, 

Got me the Dry Cleaner Blues.

That’s the latest news, 

Ol’ Sazzie's got the Dry Cleaner Blues.

 

I’m going to take my coat to the Martinizing man.

I’m gonna take that sport jacket 

To the One Hour Martinizing man.

Mr.  Martinizing Man! 

Please get that stain out if you can.

 

If my coat comes back with that 

“Sorry we can’t get the stain out” tag

If my coat comes back with that 

“Sorry, but try as we might 

We can’t get that stain out” tag

I’m gonna suffocate myself 

With that plastic garment bag!