Sadie - Suede

Inside her is the suburbs

In the sodium lights and the streets

In parked cars and the booty cars

In every lonely disease

In the new love under covers

In the cold touch of the rights

In the dead flowers and the silent hours

In the night-clubs and the fights

Cold cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Oh you know she she's cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Sadie

Inside her is the suburbs

In the old front rooms in the rain

In all the bad days and the music he plays

In the bored kids and their games

In the new love under covers

And the young mums and their words

Let at home when all the kids have grown

Watching all the pretty young girls

Cold cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Oh you know she she's cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Sadie

Cold cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Oh you know she she's cold as the night

High as the trees slow as you like

Oh I've got to take it

And I've got to make it

And I've got to see it

And I've got to be it

And I've got to use it

And I've got to use it

And I've got to be sadie

Sadie