mr blues mr blues i hear you knocking on my door i knew you been coming cause she dont love me no more mr blues mr blues tell me what am i do mr blues mr blues please tell me what to do she cast a spell on me out of the voodoo guitar guitar well i smell her in ma coffee i taste her in my brew she got the kinda love to make superman blue mr blues can you tell me what to do she says im good loving but that woman cant be true well i smell her in ma coffee i taste her in my brew she got the kinda of love to make superman blue mr blues please tell me what to do she says im good loving but that woman cant be true mr blues mr blues dont come round here no more mr blues mr blues dont come here no more cuz shes got the kinda love make superman blue mr blues o lord have mercy