Letra de ' Peter Lorre ' de Jazz Butcher

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"Peter Lorre isn't really dead"

Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's all right, he's all right
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre It's all right, he's on your side
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre It's all right, you can trust him
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's all right

Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's a brick, he's a brick
You can count on him in trouble Even if it's really thick
Any crisis, he'll be there Like a little squidgy bear
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's a brick

Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre Runs a nightclub way downtown
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre Always wears a evil frown
Don't spit on his shoes Or mess up his hair
Or he will shoot you dead And go back upstairs

But it's okay
It's all right, you can trust him Peter Lorre's on your side
You can trust him with your secrets He'll give you some place to hide
Don't you worry, don't you fret Peter Lorre is a pet
You can trust that Peter Lorre He's a vet

A real gentleman
Never bad and never rude
Never mad and never crude
Just like Sydney Greenstreet
Just like Sydney... Green...street
In any crisis he'll be there
Like a little squidgy bear
That's Peter Lorre, not Sydney Greenstreet

And
You can trust him, you can trust him He's all right, he's all right
You can trust this tiny person Peter Lorre's on your side
Sydney Greenstreet does not scare him Peter Lorre knows no fear
Fearless little Peter Lorre He's a brick

Woo!

Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's all right, he's all right
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's a brick, he's a brick
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre It's all right, he's on your side
Peter Lorre, Peter Lorre He's a brick