Clarissa Jones Lyrics

Clarissa Jones got bit on the heel by a rat and she hit
it with a broom.
He ran to the corner and stood there grinning like he
owned the god damn' room.
Clarissa Jones threw an iron at the rat and the rat
just seemed to say, "Fine."
He twitched his tail in the corner and said, "You've
got to go to sleep sometime."

Clarissa Jones's kid aged 16 hated his heavy old shoes.
He wanted fine strides like the studs on the street,
and they'd know he'd been paying his dues.
Clarissa Jones's kid got busted, she was three days
gettin' the news.
They gave him a meal, a shower and a uniform, and two
old heavy shoes.

[CHO:]
Clarissa Jones where are you going,
It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones.
And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

Clarissa Jones carried bedpans, swept up, changed
sheets and mopped the halls.
The doctors said she was a very good worker, Clarissa Jones knew them all.
Now Clarissa Jones sits in her window with her paper
reading how they burned the next street flat.
She's reading about the trouble. She ought to write a
letter saying "Hey, it never happened like that."

[CHO:]
Clarissa Jones where are you going,
It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones.
And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

Mr. William Hawkins rose early, shaved, dressed
carefully and drank his tea.
He hit the desk at nine thanks to the Board of
Opportunity.
On his very first day this boss went to great lengths
to make him feel at home,
And his first assignment was a disposses on Miss
Clarissa Jones.

[CHO:]
Clarissa Jones where are you going,
It's cold and the wind is blowing through your bones
And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?
Ah where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?

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