a girl named Sue

her name was Sue

and she told me she knew what to do

smiling by the candlelight

looking like a legendary masculine delight

and so no, she's not a boy

although someone said she might be a toy

but maybe they don't know

which way her inclinations go.

with the window opened i took a quick peek

it was the same vision i had throughout the previous week

when my nose grew cold and my knees got weak

and there was the door

we both got off the floor

she asked if she could thumb a ride

well, i'd go anywhere but didn't want her for my bride.

sure, i had a hole to fill but kept it all inside

where i found a well-used token

she told me there was a warm seat open

and wasn't it especially nice to be together

under drifting skies or in any sort of inclement weather

we could hop the train and ride the rails

following the Comanche and the raiding trails

down into old Mexico 

or wherever else we wanted to go

spending time like we're spending life

well, i'd go anywhere but didn't want her for my wife.

outside of town where the circus set their tents

the statues of red-faced clowns and recents Presidents

cheered for us as we passed by;

it reminded me of motherhood and apple pie

there was a baker playing with his dough

and William Tell shooting his crossbow

splitting his syntax

a sloppy man tossing his axe

and a barker with his cutting-edge knife

yelling at cages filled with disobedient wildlife

and a happy drunk expounding on the purpose of life

so, we pushed our way thru

her name was Sue

and she told me she knew what to do

smiling by the candlelight

looking like a legendary masculine delight

and so no, she's not a boy

although someone said she might be a toy

but maybe they don't know

which way her inclinations go.