Lyrics
Sue, I got the job
We'll buy the house
You'll need to rest
But now we'll make it

Sue, the clinic called
The x-ray's fine
I brought you home,
I just said home

Sue, you said you wanted writ
"Sue the virgin" on your stone
For your grave
Why too dark to speak the words?
'Fore I know that you have a son
Oh, folly, Sue

Ride the train, I'm far from home
In a season of crime none need atone,
I kissed your face
Sue, I pushed you down beneath the weeds,
Endless faith in hopeless deeds,
I kissed your face
I touched your face

Sue, goodbye

Sue, I found your note
That you wrote last night
It can't be right
You went with him
Sue, I never dreamed
I'm such a fool
Right from the start
You went with that clown

Copyright: MUSIC SALES CORPORATION, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Bob Bhamra, David Bowie, Maria Schneider, Paul Bateman




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