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Sukie was the kid, she to hangout in the graveyard
She did brass rubbings, she learned, you never had to press
When she was finished out she was all alone
She decided that she better in at home
There was an row between her mum and dad
They said, she hadn't done this, she hadn't done

If she to remain inside the family home
She'd have to tow the line, she'd to give it a go
It didn't suit Sukie, she her things and left

was the kid, she liked to hang out in the art school
She didn't but she wiped the floor with all the arseholes
She took a bijou with the fraternity cat
She hid the attic of the sculpture building
She had a slut slave and his was Dave
She said, "Be my photo bitch and I'll you rich"
He didn't believe her but the boy her

He got her meals, he got her a bed
He behind the screen and she started to undress
He never got far, lookin' and playing guitar
Oh

hanging down
All the trees are like chandeliers
Now Sukie saw the
But she wasn't wet behind the

She had an A1 body and a face to
She didn't have money, she have cash
the winter coming on and the attic cold
She had to press her nose on the wall
They steamed puddings, she went without
She had to pose for life for all the of art

She didn't funny, she didn't feel bad
away everything she had
She had the grace of an eel, and stark
As the shadows played on the girl in the dark, dark

Sukie was the kid and she liked to hangout in the
was the kid and she liked to hangout in the graveyard
Sukie was the kid and she liked to in the graveyard
Sukie was the kid and she to hangout in the graveyard