(I suggest listening to the song to make sure your tuning is accurate) Susan spent the weekend at her stately home Crying at the lions on the garden wall And then she'd sigh -- sneak away Look at her style -- free the day Oh no not me -- I wouldn't Oh no not me -- I couldn't That's all she says, her money and her place They just don't mean a fucking thing *strings playing melody untill next verse* Susan met the Lords and Dukes of everywhere Smiling kissing wishing that they'd go to hell And then she'd laugh -- wonder why Take a nap -- sit and cry Oh no not me -- I wouldn't Oh no not me -- I couldn't That's all she says, her money and her place They just don't mean a fucking thing