I was flicking through the channels on the TV



On a Sunday in Milwaukee in the rain

Trying to piece together conversations

Trying to find out where to lay the blame 



For when it gets right down to it there's no one here that's left to blame

Blame it on me, you can blame it on me

We're just sugar mice in the rain



I heard Sinatra calling me through the floorboards

Where you pay a quarter for a partnership in rhyme

To the jukebox crying in the corner

While the waitress is counting out the time



For when it gets right down to it there's no one really left to blame

Blame it on me, you can blame it on me

We're just sugar mice in the rain



'Cos I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I am

Daddy took a raincheck

' Cos I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I need

Daddy took a raincheck, your daddy took a raincheck

Ain't no one in here that's left to blame but me

Blame it on me, blame it on me



Well the toughest thing that I ever did was talk to the kids on the phone

When I heard them asking questions I knew that you were all alone

Can't you understand that the government left me out of work

I just couldn't stand the looks on their faces saying, "What a jerk"



So if you want my address it's number one at the end of the bar

Where I sit with the broken angels clutching at straws and nursing our scars

Blame it on me, blame it on me,

Sugar mice in the rain, your daddy took a raincheck