Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
By God won't you please just cut out the lightsSuzanne won't you help me to draw the line
Between floozy women and having cigarettes with wineThere seems to be no room here for my laughter
But you never seemed to mind all those nights beforeBy God won't you please just cut out the lights
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burningWorking for nickel down at the armory
Trying to support my dime life styleThe bossman telling me I better get it done
What a way to treat the boy who's your only sonBy God won't you please just cut out the lights
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burningCount your money out on your own time
You stole somebody's heart my dear but it sure as hell wasn't minePick your rags up off my bedroom floor
I done told you one time you're not welcome here no moreBy God won't you please just cut out the lights
But whatever you do
Won't you leave my candle burningBy God won't you please just cut out the lights