Cider Sue Lyrics

I sat here with a lady old and she sang
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop sing my song”
She kept holding on and sang
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop” all night long
As the drink would course through her veins
She’d pour out her heart and her soul’s remains
With that toothless grin and bloodshot eyes
A fairy Queen in disguise.

I sat here with the flip flop man as she sang
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop sing my song”
And every note was wrong as she sang
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop” all night long
The man would laugh and drink his beer
“Jesus Christ don’t let that woman near
For she was born as mad as a hatter
Wearing Queen’s robes beneath the tatter”.

I sang with an old rock star he’d sing
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop sing my song”
Likes his whiskey strong he sang
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop” all night long
Playing his broken guitar
Having stolen it from someone’s car
But still she loves him, holds him close
Stamps on his feet with ballerina toes.

Buy those smiles she’ll charge you ten
Up for miles then down again
She just wants to find herself.

Swishing her skirt
Starting to flirt
Bubbled phrases
Distant gazes.

Give her chance she’ll make you smile
If you wait she’ll go that extra mile
She just needs a listening ear. Swishing her skirt, Starting to flirt
Bubbled phrases, Distant gazes
Swishing her skirt, Starting to flirt
Bubbled phrases, Distant gazes.

The crowd they all join in and sing
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop sing my song”
But they know it’s wrong and sing
“Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop” all night long
Sue, she likes it, makes her proud
Playing ringleader to a lousy crowd
And she’ll go on to live her days
In an eventful and unusual way.

Let me take you to a time when a small girl is sat there
All on her own inside the doorway of a brewery on the third stair,
Where are her parents and you must ask why is she there?
Playing with all the cigarette butts that are scattered everywhere.

Was that her?

Swishing her skirt, Starting to flirt
Bubbled phrases, Distant gazes
Swishing her skirt, Starting to flirt
Bubbled phrases, Distant gazes.

I think when I grow up I’ll sing
Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop sing my song
And sleep all day long and dream
Do da bop bop do da bop bop do da bop do da bop bop bop all night long
Close my eyes to these stressful days
Laugh at the rat race and their petty ways
I’ll just lie down and get some rest
Seems Cider Sue really did know best.

(Music Bell/Dawson/Hollands; Lyrics Hollands)

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