Poor, Poor Pitiful Me Lyrics

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!


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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Songwriter(s): Warren Zevon
Publisher(s): Darkroom Music, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp.
Record Label(s): 1996 Mercury Records, a Division of UMG Recordings, Inc
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