Susan spent the weekend at her stately home Crying at the lions on the garden wall And then she'd sigh — sneak away Look at her style — free the day.
Oh, no, not me — I wouldn't. Oh, no, not me — I couldn't. That's all she says, her money and her place They just don't mean a thing.
Susan met the Lords and Dukes of everywhere Smiling kissing wishing that they'd go to hell And then she'd laugh — wonder why Take a nap — sit and cry.
Oh no not me — I wouldn't. Oh no not me — I couldn't. That's all she says, her money and her place They just don't mean a *** thing. _______________________________________ "On The Third Day" - 1973