v1

Sitting on the fringe of sorrow, not such a terrible place to be

Sometimes I wish that I could only borrow a few seconds of your company

These recesses are where you lurk between units of speed and dance

And balding long haired men who can only smirk

These guys would kill me given half a chance


ch1

Ma Sadie knows I want you

Ma Sadie knows the score

Ma Sadie knows all about how much I need you

Ma Sadie know this is war


v2

My old best friend resides in Germany where he is polishing a turd

Believe only in half of everything you see and nothing of what you heard

Whiskey boys telling each other their story

Angels sit there drinking putting on weight

I pass them all by on my way to glory

I pass them all by on my way to fate


ch2

Ma Sadie knows how to please me

Ma Sadie knows how to treat me kind

Ma Sadie knows all about how you dis-ease me

Ma Sadie knows you're always on my mind


v3

Tell my beloved she is one of God’s promises if you're ever doing the lindyhop

Don't know when she'll stop that lawyer being my nemesis

Don't know when the words will come down from the top

On the night we drank heroic quantities of red, Bulgarian I believe

I should have topped it off with sherry and then went to bed

I should have kept that final trick there up my sleeve


ch3

Ma Sadie knows how to come from another world

Ma Sadie knows how to hold her own

Ma Sadie knows I want you to be my girl

I wanna call Ma Sadie on the phone

MA SADIE KNOWS

(Young)