i could wait a while, say a prayer and start to smile turn around to walk away and leave you paralyzed do it side by side, walking slowly down the isle quiet conversation with the father of the bride
but he might not let me in it’s a right and wrong decision where i walk too slow and gently lift my hat for him no he might not let me in so i push it a bit further suzanne has got a hold on me now
turn it up a bit play that organ louder, kid pull it back and forth in time for me to have a hit when it’s down to this, when i’m putting on the ritz there is meaning to the madness and my throwing fits
i can do with savoir faire abc’s on easy living but the light she shines on me is giving me the chills so i might not meet you there though i’m keen on big beginnings suzanne has got a hold on me now