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Şarkı Sözleri The paper called it suicide A bullet from a forty-five Nobody cared and nobody cried Don't that make you feel sad? Peter Brent combed his hair and sent For the police Policeman came took Peter's name God may he rest in peace No one saw the note beside the body Nobody knew the problem but my God Suicide Yeah Mama The body remains unidentified Forgotten in a file Like the letter that was blown aside Don't that make you wanna smile? Ya ya ya ya Ya ya ya ya Awhile Smile a little while For the suicide Comin' up No one was really satisfied About number eighty one The autopsy proved that Peter lied But they never found the gun No one saw the note beside the body Nobody knew the problem but my God Suicide The paper called it suicide A bullet from a forty-five Nobody cared and nobody cried Don't that make you wanna pucker? {I'm Jones the one when you drive there This is his solo miya This is song called Sha la la...}