Poor Poor Pitiful Me (Live, Wmmr-Fm)

[Intro]
This next song is a story of a young me in an extreme cactus patch
A little known fact of the song
Thank you
Ah, yes, you know, as a matter of fact, I was kidding
This is actually our rendition of an ancient Welsh ballad
Traditional song called "[Gibberish]" which means never eat anything bigger than your head
One, two, one, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
I lay my head on the railroad tracks
And wait for the Double "E"
The railroad don't run no more
Poor, poor pitiful me

[Chorus]
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won’t let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

[Verse 2]
I met a girl in Wеst Hollywood
I ain't naming names
She really workеd 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

[Chorus]
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
Alright

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won’t let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me

[Verse 3]
I met a girl at The Main Point last night
She asked me if I'd beat her
Took her back to the hotel room
I don't want to talk about it

[Chorus]
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me