Suicide Songtext / Lyric

it's been my pleasure

To know quite a lot of you.

And in the main

You're pretty sane, it's true.

But there are a few who do to

Doo ti doo too beautiful a job.

It isn't quite what they planned

When the man gets the upper hand.

He's takin' her for a ride.

I'd call it suicide.






If when she tries to run away

And he calls her back, she comes.

If there 's a next time, he's okay

Cause she's under both his thumbs.

She limps along to his side

Singing a song of ruin. I'd

Bet he says nothin' doin'.

I-I-I-I I'd call it suicide.



She loves to ride in big parades.

But he wouldn't so she won't.

She needs at least a dozen maids.

But if he says no she don't.

He wishes she knew his side.

Soon there'll be trouble brewin' I'd

Bet he says nothin' doin'

I-I-I-I I'd call it suicide.



Suicide, she's commitin' it

Suicide, he's not gettin' it

Suicide, it's a quittin' a day.



She limps along to his side

Singing a song of ruin. I'd

Bet he says nothin' doin'.

I-I-I-I I'd call it suicide.