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