Four years later (I get up late), here, just for the record for anyone who hasn't already gotten it from the Bodleian, is the complete lyric from Lester Levy at:

http://levysheetmusic.mse.jhu.edu/cgi-bin/display.pl?record=047.019.000&pages=5

Irresistibly romantic! -- Bob

DUCK FOOT SUE
Written by Harry Bennett in 1884, and sung by G W Hunter.
It was also sung, later, by George Foster (1864-1946). It appears the song had some East Anglian popularity.
Recorded by Bob Miller Trio, 1932.

VERSE 1. Oh, listen for a while, and I will sing to you
About a girl I had. Her name was Duck-Foot Sue.
She was gentle and divine, long-waisted in the feet,
And her heel stuck out behind like an eighteen-carat beet.

CHORUS 1: So now I’ll sing to you of the girl I loved so true.
She was chief engineer in a white-shirt laundry out in “Back Yard View.”
Her beauty was all she had, with a mouth like a soft-shell crab.
She’d an India-rubber lip like the rudder of a ship, and I tell you she was bad.

VERSE 2. She was not very fat, nor was she very thin.
She looked when she was dressed like a straw in a barrel of gin.
I took her to a hall, the “Fat Man’s Social Club,”
And it cost me half a sov* to settle for her grub. [*=sovereign]

CHORUS 2: Her face was the color of a ham. She had ears like a Japanese fan.
She could talk for an hour with a forty horsepower. She’d a voice like a catamaran.
Her hair was indigo blue. She was graceful as a kangaroo.
You ought to see her tussle with a patent-leather bustle. She could whistle like a steamboat, too.

VERSE 3. When first she went away, it almost took my breath.
There’s one thing I am sure: she’ll never starve to death.
If I had married her, I’d have always been afraid
Of being shot or scalped by the mother-in-law brigade.

CHORUS 3: She was a funny old guy, with a double-barrel squint in her eye.
Her number-ten feet would cover up the street. She’d a mouth like a crack in a pie.
She’d a cheerful cemetery laugh, and a head like a Mexican calf.
She’s an iron-clad clipper-built gunboat brig, with a ball on her maintop gaff.