Well I lay my head on the railroad tracks Waitin for the double E But railroad don't run no more Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me These young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe, is me
Well I met a girl in west holywood I ain't namin names She really worked me over good She was just like Jesse James She really worked me over good She was a credit to her gender She put me through some changes lord Sort of like a Waring blender
Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitful me These young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe is me
Whoo!
Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me These young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me Woe, is me
Well O met a girl at the rainbow bar She asked me if I'd beat her And she took me back to the Hyatt house I don't want to talk about it
Poor poor pitiful me Whoo! Poor poor pitiful me Hot little mamma(faint) Poor poor pitiful me Whoo hoo! Poor pitiful me