Poor, Poor Pitiful Me

Oh, these boys won't let me be
Woe woe is me
Poor, poor pitiful me

Oh, these boys won't let me be
Yes, he really worked me over good
He was a credit to his gender

Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Sort of like a waring blender
Lord, have mercy on me
Oh, these boys won't let me be
Put me through some changes, Lord
Down in Yokohama
Poor, poor, poor me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me

Now I ain't naming names
Woe woe is me
He said, "Please don't hurt me, mama"
Well he really worked me over good
Woe, woe is me
Poor, poor, poor me
Well, I met a man out in Hollywood

Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor, poor me

Poor, poor pitiful me
Lord, have mercy on me
Just like Jesse James
Well, I met a boy in the Vieux Carres
Lord, have mercy on me
But the train don't run by here no more
Poor, poor pitiful me
He picked me up and he threw me down