Don`t Try Suicide — текст песни (Bobby Darin)

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They found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutchin` her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears.

There must be a heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers.
And instea-a-ad of a halo she`ll wear `round her head
A garland of genuine flowers.

No more artificial flowers;
Throw away those artificial flowers,
Flowers for ladies of society to wear.
Throw away those artificial flowers,
Those dumb-dumb flowers,
Fashioned from Annie`s,
Fashioned from A-a-a-annie`s
Des-pa-a-a-air.
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