Writer’s Cramp lyrics

Haven’t seen you for the longest time
Thought I would write, let you know I was fine

Then I spoke of stupid pride
It hurts when I confide
I feel so empty inside

It’s this writer’s cramp
And my fan is so damp (?)
I’ve got a pain in my hand
Maybe next time
Maybe next time, I’ll just send a telegram

I’m licking the stamp
I don’t know why I bother
‘Cause when I’m done
I feel so knotted

’Cause I spoke of stupid pride
It hurts when I confide
Now I feel so empty inside

It’s this writer’s cramp
And my fan is so damp (?)
I’ve got a pain in my hand
Maybe next time
Maybe next time, I’ll just send a telegram
This writer’s cramp
My fan is so damp
I’ve got a pain in my hand
Maybe next time
Maybe next time, I’ll just send a

Writer’s cramp
And my fan is so damp
I’ve got this pain in my hand
Maybe next time
Maybe next time, I’ll just send a telegram