Well I lay my head
on the railroad track
Waiting on the Double E
But the train
on't run by 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
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Well I met a man
out in Hollywood
Now I ain't naming names
Well he really worked me
over good
Just like Jesse James
Yes he really worked me
over good
He was a credit to his gender
Put me through some changes Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender
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
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Well I met a boy
in the Vieux Carres
Down in Yokohama
He picked me up
and he threw me down
He said
Please don't hurt me Mama
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
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Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me
Poor poor poor me
Poor poor pitiful me