(J. Shear) 
Susanna  
 
If she knew what she wants  
(He'd be giving it to her)  
If she knew what she needs  
(He could give her that too)  
If she knew what she wants  
(But he can't see through her)  
If she knew what she wants  
He'd be giving it to her  
Giving it to her  
 
But she wants everything  
(He can pretend to give her everything)  
Or there's nothing she wants  
(She don't want to sort it out)  
He's crazy for this girl  
(But she don't know what she's looking for)  
If she knew what she wants  
He'd be giving it to her  
Giving it to her  
 
I'd say her values are corrupted  
But she's open to change  
Then one day she's satisfied  
And the next I'll find her crying  
And it's nothing she can explain  
 
Some have a style  
That they work hard to refine  
So they walk a crooked line  
But she won't understand  
Why anyone would have to try  
To walk a line when they could fly  
 
No sense thinking I could rehabilitate her  
When she's fine, fine, fine  
She's got so many ideas traveling around in her head  
She doesn't need nothing from mine