Susie, Susie
What did you do?
You partied too long and
Now you’re Old Sue.
Steely eyes
Chunky thighs
Forty-eight years
Chugging beers
Explodes into a room
Sings out of tune
Cackles and smokes
One of the blokes
Always for a good time
Always with a crude rhyme
Famous is our Old Sue
A truly mad true blue
Riding on her high horse
With a dolphin tattoo of course
Right by her high g-string
Accompanied with K-mart bling
Yet she is aware
How everyone stares
Of her cliché status
How everyone chatters
Better to be known
Than a no-one
She basks in it
Not giving a shit
Life has gone too fast
She’s still stuck in the past
A queen of Highschool
Now of ridicule
Susie, Susie
What did you do?
You partied too long and
Now you’re old Sue.