J.P.

J.P.
by P. Smith

unlucky katie marie
what she gonna do
it’s only monday
she’s got six more days to get through

she gotta wait and listen
but then she’ll set you straight
she knows the ethics of the road
been on it since she’s eight

well they take her
they shake her
they rock her
they rape her
and when they’re done they drive her down
far as san jose
then she has to fill the time there
unlucky katie

unlucky katie marie
where she gonna go
it’s only monday cross the border
she got six more days to go

well she’s lonely tonight
and though she lives outside the law
though she’d take on any greaser
she got no mexican numbers
she can call

Oh unlucky Katie Marie
lays in bed alone
wishing it were friday
wishing she were stoned