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Suzy doesn't walk much
Suzy doesn't talk much
Suzy doesn't do hardly anything at all
People call her bull dyke
Just because she likes her hair spiked
It really makes her mad, so she tried to fight back
But they kick her like a soccer ball
In the back of the Malibu she's rolling
Back and forth and back and forth and
In the back of the Malibu she's burning up-up-up-up-up
In the back of the Malibu she's rolling
Back and forth and back and forth and
In the back of the Malibu she's burning up-up-up-up-up
And so she tried today what they did to you
Like in the trunk all day and night
Well she's a headcase!
But that don't make it right
Suzy doesn't say much
And at church she doesn't pray much
You know that she spends most of her life in a darkened haze
Well she's living on the top shelf
Cause she can't get down by herself
I tried to help her down but then she freaks me out
With that vacant psycho gaze
In the back of the Malibu she's rolling
Back and forth and back and forth and
In the back of the Malibu she's burning up-up-up-up-up
In the back of the Malibu she's rolling
Back and forth and back and forth and
In the back of the Malibu she's burning up-up-up-up-up
And so she tried today what they did to you
Like in the trunk all day and night
Well she's a headcase!
She's a headcase!
She's a headcase!
But that don't make it right
That don't make it right
That don't make it right
That don't make it right
Spend all my life tried to get ahead
But I wound up with you instead
Spend all my life tried to get ahead
But I wound up with you instead
Spend all my life tried to get ahead
But I wound up with you instead
Spend all my life tried to get ahead
But I wound up with you instead
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