Suzy left her porch light on for me
So's I wouldn't step on top of a cactus tree.
She saved me lots of time, and just, well, gee...
That's why I love her, that's why I love my suzy.
In Arizona we can build a castle from the sand
Just as we did long ago.
In Arizona we can howl with the c o y o t e s.
At midnight when the sun is dipped so low.
Suzy is the wisp of smoke lit up by the blue of the moon.
Suzy is the warmth, and I the month of June.
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