Stop whispering, start shouting Dear sir, I have a complaint Doesn't matter anyway And the wise man said I don't want to hear your voice And the thin man said I don't want to hear your voice And they're cursing me And they won't let me be There's nothing

Suzanne, so far away Remember Suzanne, those summer nights with me On no Suzanne, oh girl I'm callin' you Remember...our last September... I see your face at the movies I hear your voice on the radio You're makin' love on the silver screen I want you