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She always cooked a big feed and kept 'da dishes clean
Was the third best misses 'dat I ever seen
But she hated 'da by's, told me all kinda' lies
Knocking me out 'wit 'dem salt beef thighs

Frigged around on me, 'wit every feller she seen
Spent six nights a week, down 'da B&B
I'd be out at 'da crab, she'd be landlinin' Brad
B'ys would go 'fer a bang, and we all sang

Sue, didn't give nar frig Yeah Sue, didn't give nar frig

I'm working double time, she's on EI, oh my
Says she's cripple sells her pain perscriptions to da by's
Knew 'da pin to 'me card, so she called up Gerard

She would say 'dey went fishin', but I knew 'dey was friggin'
Gone for 'Tree or four nights, heard she got in a fight
Flattened 'tree grown men, 'dat was down in Neil's shed

Rodney's just mangled, Gussy's half strangled
Beat 'da lips off'a Neil, then slept on his chesterfield

Sue, didn't give nar frig Yeah Sue, didn't give nar frig

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