Lyrics: Psychedelic Furs. Susan's Strange.

In a room Susan is second hand, Susan is charity
But she won't give you any flowers

Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange
Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange

Susan comes in colors, you are black and white
And won't say 'I love you', oh that would be a lie and

Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange
Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange

Read the paper, rearrange the flowers
Susan has another, all of this is yours now

Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange
Sha la la la la la la sha la la
Susan's strange