Suzy was nine and I was ten
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right at the time when boys like to think they're men
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she used to follow us from school
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we really thought that she was a little fool
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and one day we said to her
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"we don't want to hurt you girl
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but you'd better
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Look for a friend of your own
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Suzy-hang-around
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better come back when you're grown
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Suzy-hang-around
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nobody wants you around here and that's for sure
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so get off our playground and stay away
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that's all that we've got to say
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Suzy-hang-around"
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Suzy ran home to mama's arms
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mama said "look, she's never done you no harm
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so get off her back and let her be
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why can't you play together in harmony?"
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we really didn't know what to say
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but as soon as she went away
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we laughed and said
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"Look for a friend of your own
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Suzy-hang-around
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better come back when you're grown
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Suzy-hang-around
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nobody wants you around here and that's for sure
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so get off our playground and stay away
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that's all that we've got to say
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Suzy-hang-around"
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Suzy Hang-A-Round
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| ABBA |
