"Suwannee Jo" lyrics

Idiot kitty to New York City
Living in a kennel and looking big and pretty
Beat the munch for business lunch
But your feet bleed under the table
Oh, oh, oh

But, so won't you, Joe
You're dark and slow
You dance with the broom and you're filled with ghosts
You smell like liquor and you're high as a hawk
You laugh to yourself but you talk like a rock
Oh, oh, oh

Scared-y Kate back in the hate
Doesn't answer the phone and eats like a tapeworm
She met Mr. Mike in '89
But she's a hundred pounds heavier and won't go outside
Oh, oh, oh

But, so won't you, Joe
You're dark and slow
You dance with the broom and you're filled with ghosts
So won't you, Joe

Strange beautiful girl
You can take a woman's husband but you don't wanna marry him
You just wanna hold him
Oh, oh, oh

Nora Mabel behind your table
Expensive knowledge from ten years of college
But when it comes to living
The book isn't written
Your brain's under M and the library's in
Oh, oh, oh

But, so won't you, Joe
You're dark and slow
You dance with the broom and you're filled with ghosts
So won't you, Joe

So won't you, Joe
So won't you, Joe

Oh, oh, oh
So won't you, Joe
Oh, oh, oh

You follow your soul
Oh, oh, oh
So won't you, Joe
Oh, oh, oh

Nothing more important than following your soul
So won't you, Joe
So won't you, Joe
Oh, oh, oh
So won't you, Joe
Oh, oh, oh
Everybody wants to be so won't you, Joe
Oh, oh, oh