China Sue

This is a story about an Oriental girl

They called her China Sue

And she thought she knew the World.

Making a living as a hustler in a bar

And when she had to go, it was never very far.

You should see what she could do --

(China Sue!)

Shell pull the wool right over you --

(China Sue!)

The Devil had her Soul and he wouldn't let it go.

Life in the fast lane is what she'd come to know.

Millions of hands had touched her raven hair

And where the hands strayed, she didn't really care!

You should see what she can do --

(China Sue!)

It was the Bad Men for

(China Sue!)

Buy her a bottle of whiskey and she's yours for the night!

For two hundred dollars you might fill her evil appetite!

Then, one night a heathen!

With money in his hands

Took her to an alley where she met her last stand.

Her raven hair was dyed a bloody red.

The heathen bent over and this is what he said,

"This was the Last Stand for

(China Sue!")

And on the ground,

China knew...

That her Life was a masquerade of Pain

But if she had the chance she'd do it again.

'Cause it was the only Life that China knew...

Yeah, it was the only Life for China Sue!