Savoy Brown - Poor Girl lyrics
[Savoy Brown - Poor Girl lyrics]
This is a story 'bout a poor girl
A story that you ought to know
She lived all alone in a one room flat
On a street where the lights are low
Every night about the same time she'd go
And put her glad rags on
Go to the place where everyone goes
To Boogaloo all night long
She's a poor girl
Born and raised in the country she
Got tired of pushing a plow
She take my train to the city and
Mother you should look at her now
With her rattlesnake boots, elephant bag
Genuine crocodile hat
Around her neck to top it off
She even wears a persian cat
She's a poor girl
That was the story of the poor girl
But now she uses her head
She's back home working on the land
Instead of playing in bed
The fast life she was living
Took her as it's prey
Now she's back in the country
Getting fatter every day she's a Poor Girl
A story that you ought to know
She lived all alone in a one room flat
On a street where the lights are low
Every night about the same time she'd go
And put her glad rags on
Go to the place where everyone goes
To Boogaloo all night long
She's a poor girl
Born and raised in the country she
Got tired of pushing a plow
She take my train to the city and
Mother you should look at her now
With her rattlesnake boots, elephant bag
Genuine crocodile hat
Around her neck to top it off
She even wears a persian cat
She's a poor girl
That was the story of the poor girl
But now she uses her head
She's back home working on the land
Instead of playing in bed
The fast life she was living
Took her as it's prey
Now she's back in the country
Getting fatter every day she's a Poor Girl