| Lyrics |
(warren zevon)
Well, i lay my head on the railroad track
Waitin' on the "double e"
But the train don't run through here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Chorus<br>
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me!
Woe, woe is me!
Well, i met a man out in hollywood
And i ain't namin' names
But he really worked me over good
Just like jesse james
Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender
He put me through some changes
Lord, sorta like a waring blender
(repeat chorus)
Well, i met a boy in the vieux-carres
Down in yokahoma
He picked me up and he threw me down
Sayin', "please don't hurt me, mama"
(repeat chorus)
Poor, poor pitiful me!
Poor, poor pitiful me...
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