I got over Charlotte Thompson, Goldie Johnson Lord, they done me wrong I took it hard with Peggy Harper She hurt me bad, Lord but not for long There's just one I remember Makes me feel funny down inside I'd trade 'em all for just an hour Of Susan when she tried No, there's never been a woman Who could make me weak inside And give me what I needed Like Susan when she tried It gets worse in the summer When the nights are hot and long And it's bad in December When they play those Christmas songs So if you ask me and I don't tell you Bet your sweet, bottom dollar I lied 'Cause there's never been one better Than Susan when she tried No, there's never been a woman Who could make me weak inside And give me what I needed Like Susan when she tried Hey, no there's never been a woman Who could make me weak inside And give me what I needed