We were the Three Musketeers:
You and me
and Suzanne
We were punk rock cavaliers
You and me
and Suzanne
Now there will be no such antics
Suzanne’s no longer a romantic
She’s more like a Lars von Trier
Oh, you and
me and Suzanne
We were like those Stooges Three
You and me
and Suzanne
On an endless, madcap spree
You and me
and Suzanne
I was Curly, she was Moe
You’re too sweet for Larry, though
That’s the way things used to be
With you
and me and Suzanne
We were once the best of friends
You and me
and Suzanne
Funny it came to an end
You and me
and Suzanne
But she lost you to another
That she thought of as her brother
Did she know you still like men?
You and me
and Suzanne
I guess I thought that I was just joking
You and me
and Suzanne
But it’s over, completely broken
You and me
and Suzanne
It was wrong, but I still did it
I’m an asshole, I admit it
The morning’s cold and we’ve awoken
You and me
and Suzanne
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