Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Suwannee Jo, artist - Paula Cole. Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
Suwannee Jo |
| 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, you follow your soul |
| (Nothing more important than following your soul) |