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Blurtin’ the Blues
I type my thoughts with fingers flyin',
A blurtin' bard, no use denyin'.
Each word I spin, it earns me pay,
Bloggin' blues to make my day.
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm blurtin' my blues on Blurt.blog,
Riffin' my way through a digital fog.
With a trombone wail and a bass so deep,
This quirky gig sure beats countin' sheep.
[Verse 2]
They said, "Get a job, make somethin' grand,"
So I blog my woes with a coffee in hand.
From morning 'til night, I blurt my tune,
While the trombone slides to a jazzed-up croon.
[Prechorus]
A clickety-clack, my keyboard sings,
This blogging life, it's got some wings.
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm blurtin' my blues on Blurt.blog,
Riffin' my way through a digital fog.
With a trombone wail and a bass so deep,
This quirky gig sure beats countin' sheep.
[Bridge]
The bass goes "boom," the trombone "wah,"
I'm a jazzy king of this bloggin' cha-cha.
Words like butter, smooth and sly,
I blog my blues 'til pigs can fly.
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By OGMediaI type my thoughts with fingers flyin',
A blurtin' bard, no use denyin'.
Each word I spin, it earns me pay,
Bloggin' blues to make my day.
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm blurtin' my blues on Blurt.blog,
Riffin' my way through a digital fog.
With a trombone wail and a bass so deep,
This quirky gig sure beats countin' sheep.
[Verse 2]
They said, "Get a job, make somethin' grand,"
So I blog my woes with a coffee in hand.
From morning 'til night, I blurt my tune,
While the trombone slides to a jazzed-up croon.
[Prechorus]
A clickety-clack, my keyboard sings,
This blogging life, it's got some wings.
[Chorus]
Oh, I'm blurtin' my blues on Blurt.blog,
Riffin' my way through a digital fog.
With a trombone wail and a bass so deep,
This quirky gig sure beats countin' sheep.
[Bridge]
The bass goes "boom," the trombone "wah,"
I'm a jazzy king of this bloggin' cha-cha.
Words like butter, smooth and sly,
I blog my blues 'til pigs can fly.