The No Body Blues

I can tell you the weather, but I cannot wear a hat
I can send her some treats, but I cannot pack your cat
I can find your size and color, but I can't try on those fancy shoes
I got the, I got nobody, nobody blues

I can play you some music, but I cannot blow a horn
I can stream the latest movies, but I can't share your popcorn
If you ask me to marry, I must politely refuse (no, thank you)
I got the, I got nobody, nobody blues

But I don't get stuck in traffic
Don't get too decay
I never sprained an ankle
Or face a bad hair day
Guess I'll stop whining
Now I see the silver lining to

Those got nobody blues