Pussy Willow’s got those dirty, low-down, smokin’ blues. She’s been trying to quit smoking and it’s been a real tough week. I mean rough, babies.
So, I figured, why should I be the only one to suffer? And I sat right down and I wrote this little abomination so that whoever reads it can suffer right along with me. And just for general meanness, I put it to music and I sang it to my cats.
Like I sometimes say, “Life’s a bitch and so am I.”
Pussy Willow’s Smokin’ Blues
Got a two pack-a-day habit
Just can’t seem to quit it
Got burns in my carpet
And it’s givin’ me fits!
I got those dirty, low-down, smo-ow-kin’ blues.
Well I said to myself
Gonna give up these fags
Gonna clean up my act
This habit’s such a drag
I said I’m quittin’
Gonna give it all up
But these things got a hold on me
And, baby, they ain’t lettin’ go
I said, I got those dirty, low-down, smo-ow-kin’ blues.
Yeah, these things they got a hold’a me
And, baby, they ain’ lettin’ go
They ain’t lettin’ go!






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