These lyrics are at best a weak transcription of what I hear. If you have corrections, please mail them to me.
Idiot kitty to New York City
Living in a kennel and looking being pretty
Meet them munch on business lunch
But your feet bleed under the table
Oh
Oh
Oh
Suwannee Jo,
You're dark in soul
You dance with the broom and you're filled with glows
You smell like liquor and your high is a hoke
You laugh to yourself but you talk like a roke
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Scaredy cat back in the heat
Doesn't answer the phone and eats like a table
She met Mr. Mack in '89
but she gained 100 pounds
and won't go outside
Oh
Oh
Oh
Suwannee Jo,
you're dark in soul
You dance with the broom and you're filled with glows
Suwannee Jo,
Strange beautiful glow,
You can take a woman's husband but you don't want to marry him
You just want to hold him
Oh
Oh
Oh
An old room mirror behind your table
Expensive knowledge from ten years of college
When it comes to living, the book isn't written
Your brain's under him and the library says
Oh
Oh
Oh
Suwannee Jo,
You're dark in soul
You dance with the broom and you're filled with glows
Suwannee Jo...
You follow your soul
Oh
Oh
Oh
Let the moaning grow then form in your soul
Suwannee Jo
Oh
Suwannee Jo
Everybody wants to be Suwannee Jo