Girls 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