Lonesome Suzie never got the breaks

She's always losing, and so she sits and cries and shakes

It's hard just to watch her, and if i touch her

Oh, poor Suzie, I'm wondering what to do



She just sits there hoping for a friend

I don't fit here but I may have a friend to lend

Maybe I mistook her, but I can't overlook her

Must be someone who can pull her through



Anyone who's felt that bad could tell me what to say

Even if she just got mad, she might be better off that way



And where is all the understanding?

Her problems can't be that demanding

Why is it she looks my way

Every time she starts to cry?



Lonesome Suzie, I can't watch you cry no longer

If you can use me until you feel a little stronger

I guess just watching you has made me lonesome too

Why don't we get together, what else can we do