Burmak-Bocage-Terry
Hey fellas (hey) I wanna know (what?) tell me.
Who shot the la-la, I don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I just don't know
Who shot the la-la, I don′t know
But I know it was a 44.
Who ever shot him run out that door?
All I know that it was a 44
Everybody turned and looked at me
Lord, I shook my head, I said: 'No, sorry, (no, sorry)'.
Who shot the la-la, I don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I just don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
But I know it was a 44.
The only kind of fellow that pulled me down
Threw away the keys to his standing ground
If you would lift it to me, I say what I′d do
I'd throw away the keys to the sea so blue, and the sea′s so blue.
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
Who shot the la-la, I just don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
But I know it was a 44.
Theres only three fellas who'd do a thing like that
High Head, Jo Round and Abazone John
If I hear anything, I′m gonna let you know
I don′t believe in shooting no 44, tell me.
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
Who shot the la-la, I just don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
But I know it was a 44.
Who shot the la-la, I just don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I just don't know
Who shot the la-la, I don′t know
But I know it was a 44, yeah.
(Who shot the la-la, I don't know) yeah
(Who shot the la-la, I don't know) I don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I don′t know
But I know it was a 44.
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
Who shot the la-la, I just don′t know
Who shot the la-la, I don't know
But I know it was a 44, yeah.
Writer(s): Eddie Bocage, Thomas Terry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
