Baguio Woes Blues

[Verse] I packed up my bags, headed to the hill, Dreamin' 'bout the strawberries and a cold, cold chill. The winding road was tough and the gas gauge low, But I wasn't worried 'bout no Baguio woe. [Verse 2] We finally arrived, oh Lord, what a sight, Pine trees swayin' and the temperature just right. Checked into a hotel, ready to relax and snooze, But the bed creaked louder than a guinea rooster's blues. [Chorus] I've got the Baguio woes, from head down to my toes, It's colder than a witch's nose and no hot water flows. The traffic's worst at peak season, I ain't kiddin' you, But I'll brave it all again for that Baguio view. [Verse 3] I took a jeepney ride, thought it couldn't go wrong, But the driver turned the radio on and blasted a love song. The seats were hard as rocks, and my back began to ache, Next thing I knew, we were stuck in teacher’s village lake. [Verse 4] Tried to buy some veggies, straight from the market stall, But the prices, oh dear Lord, nearly made me bawl. Haggled with a vendor who was tough as nails, Walked away broke with some garlic and kale. [Chorus] I've got the Baguio woes, from head down to my toes, It's colder than a witch's nose and no hot water flows. The traffic's worst at peak season, I ain't kiddin' you, But I'll brave it all again for that Baguio view.