Susanna, Susanna

In the morning when you wake up
down by the open sea

In the afternoon sleeping
under the Standard Oil pier

In the evening when you call me
“Come out, come out, wherever you are!”

Drove my 56 Chevy into Playa del Rey
up above Toes view of the Bay

Walk through the park to St Anthony’s
where the family says their I do

The rest as they say is his story
something always being rewritten

Susanna, Susanna, I can’t say your name
all I have to give you is more of the same.