By God won't you please just cut out the light
Suzan won't you help me to draw the line
Between boozy women and having
cigarettes and wine
There seems to be no room here for my laughter
But you never seemed to mind all those guys before
By God won't you please just cut out the light
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burning
Working for my nickel down at the armory
Trying to support my dime lifestyle
Bossman telling me I'd better get it done
What a way to treat the boy who's your only son
By God won't you please just cut out the light
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burning
Doubt your money out on your own dime
You stole somebody's heart my dear
But it sure as hell wasn't mine
Pick your rags up off my bedroom floor
I done told you one time you're not welcome here no more
By God won't you please just cut out the light
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burning
By God won't you please just cut out the light
