Poor Girl Lyrics

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