Suwannee JoPaula Cole

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
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 wanna marry him
You just wanna hold, hold, hold, hold him

[Verse 3]
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

[Outro]
Oh, Suwannee Jo, oh no
You follow your soul, oh no
(Nothing more important than following your soul)