Briton the Suzie

                                 I’m taking   a sip of beer

By flying away from here

My plane as the blue bird

It easily took off the ground

Spend money, think of my honey

Let all the troubles away

Don’t worry being in a hurry

Playing that game! Okay!

I’m going to Cyprus, to stay at “San Remo”,

Where I’ll check in at “306”,

Go on and ram on!

I belong to my fix!

                       R

Not of all the Britains I liked

Through my life were the “Beatles” or more

And  now?  Now may be Suzie…

Britain the Suzie were one which I’ve met in my future

On Golden Dream’ shore

Oh! Britain the Suzie!

And it from now and   forever I want her more

And I so pleased as I’ve met her once ashore!

                  R

Waste money, thinking is funny,

Be at your best,

No lying, only sun’s shining,

Let’s have a rest! So now…

We’ve opened a season,

And   there will be reason

To the Shakespeare’s King Leer,

Suzie, come here! Fell in love! Have no fear!

Suzie, come here! Fell in love! Have no fear!