I heard it told by her mother Oh, she could try, she could try it With the power of tin and a bottle of gin, She was wise, she was wise to it Cocked her father's gun, like the oldest son, She could try, she could try it Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and it calmed to a dull roar
: Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh It was a suicide saturday Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh In a summertime kind of way
She fell to the streets till she heard the screams, She could drive, she could drive it That was where she'd buy her time, yup Her friends were crazed in the solemn rains, She could try, she could try it I met her once, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight, she was tight, She was tight as hell
: Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh It was a suicide saturday Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh In a summertime kind of way
Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh
Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now for me.
Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh, don't you wait now, (Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, it was a suicide Saturday) Oh, don't you wait now, (Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, in a summertime kind of way) Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh, don't you wait now, (Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, it was a suicide Saturday) Oh, don't you wait now, (Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now, Oh, don't you wait now for me.
A suicide saturday. A suicide saturday.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
