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(Warren Zevon) Well, I lay my head on the railroad track Waitin' on the "double e" But the train don't run through 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! Well, I met a man out in Hollywood And I ain't namin' names But he really worked me over good Just like Jesse James Yes, he really worked me over good He was a credit to his gender He put me through some changes Lord, sorta like a waring blender Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me! Oh, these boys won't let me be Letras de cancionesLord have mercy on me! Woe, woe is me! Well, I met a boy in the Vieux-Carres Down in Yokahoma He picked me up and he threw me down Sayin', "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! Poor, poor pitiful me! Poor, poor pitiful me... From Letras Mania