Susan spent the weekend at her stately home
Crying at the lions on the garden wall
And then shed sigh -- sneak away
Look at her style -- free the day
Oh no not me -- I wouldnt
Oh no not me -- I couldnt
Thats all she says, her money and her place
They just dont mean a thing
Susan met the lords and dukes of everywhere
Smiling kissing wishing that theyd go to hell
And then shed laugh -- wonder why
Take a nap -- sit and cry
Oh no not me -- I wouldnt
Oh no not me -- I couldnt
Thats all she says, her money and her place
They just dont mean a fucking thing