The paper called it suicide
A bullet from a forty five
Nobody cared nobody cried
Don't that make you feel sad
Mrs. Spraul brushed her hair and called
For the police
Police men came they took Polly's name
God may he rest in peace
Nobody saw the note beside the body
Nobody knows the truth but him & Polly
It was a suicide
Insurance man on a two year plan
Forgotten in the fight
Six months time polly you'll be mine
Don't that make you wanna smile awhile
Just a little while
For the suicide
They live the life in Santorini
Like Hollywood stars
One wrong word on Camorra turf
They're sleeping with the fishes now
Nobody saw the note beside the bodies
Nobody knows the truth but him & Polly
It was a suicide
It was a suicide
Don't that make you wanna scream