Poor Poor Pitiful Me  - Warren Zevon
    I'd lay my head on the railroad tracks
    And wait for the Double "E"
    But the railroad don't run no more
    Poor, poor pitiful me

    Poor, poor pitiful me
    Poor, poor pitiful me
    These younggirls won't let me be
    Lord have mercy on me
    Woe is me

    Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
    I ain't naming 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 pitiful me
    These young girls won't let me be
    Lord have mercy on me
    Woe is me

    Well, I met a girl at the Rainbow bar
    She asked me if I'd beat her
    She took me back to the Hyatt House
    I don't want to talk about it

    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 from the Vieux Carre`
    Down in Yokahama
    She picked me up and she throwed me down
    I said, "Please don't hurt me, Mama")

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