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