I'm not gonna dress up for the blues gonna stay the way I am When they come knocking on my door I just don't think I'll dress up this morning And I don't think I'm gonna comb my hair My baby left but I'll soon have the blues for company And if they don't know the way I look I just don't care I'm not gonna dress up for the blues gonna stay the way I am When they start knocking on my door I'm not gonna dress up for the blues when they come from miles around They know me for they've been here before ( piano ) I left my old work shoes in the hallway so I've opened wide the door in my bare feet Cigarette bu*ts that I've put out will stay on the floor They'll be there cause she's not here to sweep I'm not gonna dress up...