Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime) [Radio Edit] Lyrics

Song	Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime) [Radio Edit]
Artist	David Bowie
Album	Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)
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	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	‘Tis a pity she was a whore
	‘Tis my curse, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
	Smote the mistress, drifting on
	‘Tis a pity she was a whore
	She stole my purse, with rattling speed
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	‘Tis a pity she was a whore
	‘Tis a pity she was a whore
	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	‘Tis a pity she's was a whore
	‘Tis my face, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	‘Tis a pity she was a whore

	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	' Tis my curse, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
	Smote the mistress, drifting on
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	She stole my purse, with rattling speed
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	' Tis a pity she' s was a whore
	' Tis my face, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	' Tis a pity she was a whore

	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	' Tis my curse, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
	Smote the mistress, drifting on
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	She stole my purse, with rattling speed
	That was patrol
	This is the war
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	' Tis a pity she was a whore
	Man, she punched me like a dude
	Hold your mad hands, I cried
	' Tis a pity she' s was a whore
	' Tis my face, I suppose
	That was patrol
	That was patrol
	' Tis a pity she was a whore

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