I found my South Side Mecca
By way of Ruislip Mews,
On Parlophone and Decca
Where white boys played the blues.

I spent my spare time lurking
Back stage to pay my dues,
I got my mojo working
With studs who played the blues.

I blew my education,
It wasn’t hard to choose,
I passed my graduation
B-minus in the blues.

So if you hear me howlin’
Be sure to spread the news,
I’m howling for my darlin’ —
I choose to sing the blues.