Suzanne
Suzanne is waiting at your doorwayBut all she does is waste your timeAnd she looks just like my sisterBut she feels just like my manAnd all the times I mean to tell herThe cats in here are over-flowin'She pulls aside a four leaf cloverAnd makes me feel right on my ownSuzanne, SuzanneSuzanne, SuzanneSuzanne is waiting at your doorwayBut all she does is waste your timeAnd she looks just like my sisterBut she feels just like my manSuzanne, SuzanneSuzanne, Suzanne