The word is used in many ways. Slang, informally and a desigination for fish even.

I know of one song which that word appears in the lyrics.

Can you name it? It has a good message to it and sung by a popular group.

Thats all I have to report

Sucker Lyrics

Sometimes, I wish that I was the weather
You'd bring me up in conversation forever
And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day

Oh, sometimes I wish that I was a cold beer
I'd rest assured that you would hold me near
I'd be guaranteed to be just what you need

CHORUS

And there could be no other way, 'cause you're so, you're so lame
Your tired words are all, they're all the same
Yeah I would walk and I'd surely walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you

Sometimes, I wish that I was a bong hit
You'd let me in and you would love every minute
And tell the room the things I did to you...

Oh and there could be no other way, 'cause you're so lame
Your tired words are all, your tired words are all the same
Yeah I would walk you know I'd surely walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you

I see your world with rosey-colored glasses on
Wanna right what I see wrong
I could never have that power over you

Someday, I'm gonna pack up and leave this town
I'm gonna get my own things goin' on
And when I do, I'll forget
I'll forget
I'll forget about how, how you're so, you're so lame
Your tired words are all, your tired words are all the same
And I would walk you know I'd, I'd walk away
If I wasn't such a sucker for you
I wasn't such a sucker for you
I wasn't such a sucker for you

"Sucker"

You're more than tongue tied this time
Well I can feel it in you lips
Nobody told me you were a sucker for a kiss
Music low
We're all alone
Being wrong never felt so right
Tell me about your first kiss
Tell me or have you already forgotten it
Tell me about your first kiss
What do I have to do to get through all of this?
I'm writing it down
I bet you thought this song was about you
You're more than just mad this time
You've got that look in your eye
Nobody told me you were a sucker for a kiss
Music low
We're all alone
Being wrong never felt so right
Tell me about your first kiss
Tell me or have you already forgotten it?
I'm writing it down
Just leave me here and tell me to my face what you think about
Can we figure out
What happened to our happy ending anyway?
How you feel about
Leaving me here
With a lot more left to say
Music low
We're all alone
Being wrong never felt so right
Tell me about your first kiss
Tell me or have you already forgotten it
Tell me about your first kiss
What do I have to do to get though all of this?
I'm writing it down
I bet you thought this song was about you

Here is another.

Kingston Trio/Desert Pete
I was travelin' West of Buckskin on my way to a cattle run, 'cross a little cactus desert under a hard bargaining sun. Thirsty down to my toenails, I stopped to rest me on a stump, but I tell you I just couldn't believe it when I saw that water pump. I took it to be a mirage at first. It'll fool a thirsty man. Then I saw a note stuck in a bakin' powder can. "This pump is old," the note began, "but she works. So give'er a try. I put a new sucker washer in 'er. You may find the leather dry.

Chorus:
You've got to prime the pump. You must have faith and believe. You've got to give of yourself 'fore you're worthy to receive.
Drink all the water you can hold. Wash your face cool your feet. Leave the bottle full for others. Thank you kindly, Desert Pete.

Yeah, you'll have to prime the pump, work that handle like there's a fire. Under the rock you'll find some water left there in a bitter's jar. Now there's just enough to prime it with, so don't you go drinkin' first. Just pour it in and pump like mad and, buddy, you'll quench your thirst.

(Chorus)

Well, I found the jar, and I tell you, nothin' was ever prettier to my eye and I was tempted strong to drink it because that pump looked mighty dry, but the note went on, "Have faith, my friend, there's water down below. You've got to give to really get. I'm the one who ought to know."

So I poured in the jar and started pumpin' and I heard a beautiful sound of water bubblin' 'n' splashin' up out of that hole in the ground. Then I took off my shoes and drunk my fill of that cold refreshin' treat. Then I thanked the Lord, and I thanked the pump, and I thanked old Desert Pete.