Suwannee Jo (Album Version)

Idiot Kitty to New York City
Living in a kennel and lookin' big and pretty
Meet the munch for business lunch
But your feet bleed under the table
But Suwannee Jo  you're dark and slow
You dance with a 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
Scaredy Kate  back in the Haight
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
But Suwannee Jo  you're dark and slow
You dance with a broom and you're filled with ghosts
Suwannee Jo  strange beautiful gold
You can take a woman's husband
But you don't want to marry him
You just want to hold him
Nora Mable  behind your table
Expensive knowledge from ten years of college
But when it comes to livin'  the book isn't written
Your brain's under 'M'  in the library missing
Suwannee Jo oh no  you follow your soul oh no
Nothing more Nothing more Nothing more
Important than following your soul