Sugar Mice Steve Rothery (Ft. Manuela Milanese)

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

But when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend
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 quartеr for a partnership in rhyme
To the jukеbox crying in the corner
While the waitress is counting out the time

For when it comes right down to it there's no use trying to pretend
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

'Cause I know what I feel, know what I want I know what I am
Daddy took a rain check
'Cause I know what I want, know what I feel I know what I need
Daddy took a rain check, your daddy took a rain check
Ain't no one in here that's left to blame but me
Blame it on me, blame it on me