Eleanor Rigby (strings only)
instrumental track)
The Beatles Lyrics (Take 2)
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Can't Buy Me Love (live at the BBC)
an't buy me love oh, love oh
Can't buy me love oh
I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright
I'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel alright
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
I'll give you all I got to give if you say you'll love me too
I may not have a lot to give but what I got I'll give to you
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Can't buy me love oh, everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love oh, no no no, no
Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Owww!
Can't buy me love oh, everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love oh, no no no, no
Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Can't buy me love oh, love oh
Can't buy me love oh oh
an't buy me love oh, love oh
Can't buy me love oh
I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alright
I'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel alright
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
I'll give you all I got to give if you say you'll love me too
I may not have a lot to give but what I got I'll give to you
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Can't buy me love oh, everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love oh, no no no, no
Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Owww!
Can't buy me love oh, everybody tells me so
Can't buy me love oh, no no no, no
Say you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfied
Tell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buy
I don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
Can't buy me love oh, love oh
Can't buy me love oh oh
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Your Mother Should Know
et's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Sing it again
Let's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Lift up your hearts and sing me a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...aaaaah)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...aaaaah)
Sing it again
Da da da da...
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
et's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Sing it again
Let's all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Lift up your hearts and sing me a song
That was a hit before your mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...aaaaah)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...aaaaah)
Sing it again
Da da da da...
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
Your mother should know (Your mother should...)
Your mother should know (...know)
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Sie Liebt Dich
ie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeah
Du glaubst sie liebt nur mich
Gestern had ich sie gesehen
Sie denkt ja nur an dich
Und du solltest zu ihr gehen
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen
Du hast ihr weh getan
Sie wusste nicht warum
Du warst nicht schuld daran
Und drehtest dich nicht um
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen, ooo
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Du musst jetzt zu ihr gehen
Entschuldige dich bei ihr
Ja das wird sie verstehen
Und dann verzeit sie dir
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen, ooo
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Sein
Yeh, yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeah
ie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeah
Du glaubst sie liebt nur mich
Gestern had ich sie gesehen
Sie denkt ja nur an dich
Und du solltest zu ihr gehen
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen
Du hast ihr weh getan
Sie wusste nicht warum
Du warst nicht schuld daran
Und drehtest dich nicht um
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen, ooo
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Du musst jetzt zu ihr gehen
Entschuldige dich bei ihr
Ja das wird sie verstehen
Und dann verzeit sie dir
Oh, ja sie liebt dich
Schöner kann es garnicht sein
Ja, sie liebt dich
Und da solltest du dich freuen, ooo
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Sie liebt dich, yeh, yeh, yeh
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Denn mit dir allein
Kann sie nur glücklich sein
Sein
Yeh, yeh, yeh
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeah
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Pantomime: Everywhere It's Christmas
verywhere it's Christmas
Everywhere it's song
London, Paris, Rome and New York
Tokoy, Hong Kong
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
And I'm off to join the cheer!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
I said that everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
One more time now!
Everywhere it's Christmas...
Orowainya, orowainya, orowainya, ooh
Endomainya, endomainya, endomainya, ooh
Our story opens in Corsica. On the Verandah is a bearded man in glasses conducting a small choir.
Orowainya, orowainya, orowainya...
Yohoo! Yodellaihetee! Yohoo!
Meanwhile, high in the Swiss Alps, two elderly Scotsmen munch on a rare cheese.
"Mm, wonderful stuff this, Agnes."
"Aye, it's wonderful stuff."
Hodellaihetee! Yodellaihetee!
I'm standing in the entrance to the main tent. Immediately behind me, the festivities have already begun.
"Tell me, are you enjoying the wine?"
"I am indeed your highness. It goes well with me."
"Yeah, very good, very good. Ha ha ha!"
"The king seems to be enjoying himself tonight!
"You might not have seen him on such good focus since the October Festival."
"Alright! Is there a doctor here? Is there a doctor around here? Did anybody see one?"
At the same time as this in the Captain's mess in board, the H.M.S. Tremendous, a toast is being proposed.
"To Her Majesty!"
"To Her Majesty!"
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Podgy the bear and Jasper were huddled around the unlit fire in the centre of the room.
"There are no more matches left, Podgy," said Jasper.
"Then buy some, Jasper, old friend," said Podgy.
"Make a list and afterwards we'll go to the shop and buy matches and buy candles and buns."
"There's no more paper to write on, Podgy."
"No need to worry, Jasper. You keep saying to yourself 'matches' and I'll keep saying 'candles' until we reach the shop. Then we won't need to write it down, we'll remember."
"Who'll remember the buns, Podgy?"
"We both will, Jasper... Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
In the long dark corridors of Felpin Mansions, a door slams.
And the shadowy firgure of Count Balder appears. The Count is the eccentric son of Baron Landsberg, the inventor of the rack. He speaks...
"Guten taen, meinen damen and herren. Welcome to Felpin Mansions. The Butler will show you to your rooms. Butler!"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Show the ladies and gentlemen to their rooms."
"Yes, Sir! Come this please."
"Come in."
"May I come in?"
"Come, come in, Count."
"May I?"
"Oh, yes, come in."
"Ah, thank you. I was wondering if you knew any of the songs from the good old days."
"Oh, my goodness, yes. Don't you worry on that score. I hear the Baron likes, uh, I hear the Baron likes the good old tunes."
"Yes, I do."
"So do I, Count. So do I."
"But they're all melodies, aren't they?"
"No, don't worry. I'll play this one. Do you like this one? Listen to this one."
Please don't bring your banjo bag
I know where it's been
I wasn't hardly gone a day
When it became the scene
Banjos, banjos all the time
I can't forget that tune
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
Yes, everywhere it's Christmas.
Everywhere it's Christmas
Everywhere it's song
London, Paris, Rome and New York
Tokoy, Hong Kong
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
And I'm off to join the cheer!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
I said that everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
One more time now!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year
Ha ha ha, jolly good, ho ho, jolly good.
verywhere it's Christmas
Everywhere it's song
London, Paris, Rome and New York
Tokoy, Hong Kong
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
And I'm off to join the cheer!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
I said that everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
One more time now!
Everywhere it's Christmas...
Orowainya, orowainya, orowainya, ooh
Endomainya, endomainya, endomainya, ooh
Our story opens in Corsica. On the Verandah is a bearded man in glasses conducting a small choir.
Orowainya, orowainya, orowainya...
Yohoo! Yodellaihetee! Yohoo!
Meanwhile, high in the Swiss Alps, two elderly Scotsmen munch on a rare cheese.
"Mm, wonderful stuff this, Agnes."
"Aye, it's wonderful stuff."
Hodellaihetee! Yodellaihetee!
I'm standing in the entrance to the main tent. Immediately behind me, the festivities have already begun.
"Tell me, are you enjoying the wine?"
"I am indeed your highness. It goes well with me."
"Yeah, very good, very good. Ha ha ha!"
"The king seems to be enjoying himself tonight!
"You might not have seen him on such good focus since the October Festival."
"Alright! Is there a doctor here? Is there a doctor around here? Did anybody see one?"
At the same time as this in the Captain's mess in board, the H.M.S. Tremendous, a toast is being proposed.
"To Her Majesty!"
"To Her Majesty!"
Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho!
Podgy the bear and Jasper were huddled around the unlit fire in the centre of the room.
"There are no more matches left, Podgy," said Jasper.
"Then buy some, Jasper, old friend," said Podgy.
"Make a list and afterwards we'll go to the shop and buy matches and buy candles and buns."
"There's no more paper to write on, Podgy."
"No need to worry, Jasper. You keep saying to yourself 'matches' and I'll keep saying 'candles' until we reach the shop. Then we won't need to write it down, we'll remember."
"Who'll remember the buns, Podgy?"
"We both will, Jasper... Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
"Matches."
"Candles."
In the long dark corridors of Felpin Mansions, a door slams.
And the shadowy firgure of Count Balder appears. The Count is the eccentric son of Baron Landsberg, the inventor of the rack. He speaks...
"Guten taen, meinen damen and herren. Welcome to Felpin Mansions. The Butler will show you to your rooms. Butler!"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Show the ladies and gentlemen to their rooms."
"Yes, Sir! Come this please."
"Come in."
"May I come in?"
"Come, come in, Count."
"May I?"
"Oh, yes, come in."
"Ah, thank you. I was wondering if you knew any of the songs from the good old days."
"Oh, my goodness, yes. Don't you worry on that score. I hear the Baron likes, uh, I hear the Baron likes the good old tunes."
"Yes, I do."
"So do I, Count. So do I."
"But they're all melodies, aren't they?"
"No, don't worry. I'll play this one. Do you like this one? Listen to this one."
Please don't bring your banjo bag
I know where it's been
I wasn't hardly gone a day
When it became the scene
Banjos, banjos all the time
I can't forget that tune
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
And if I ever see another banjo
I'm going out to buy a big balloon
Yes, everywhere it's Christmas.
Everywhere it's Christmas
Everywhere it's song
London, Paris, Rome and New York
Tokoy, Hong Kong
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
And I'm off to join the cheer!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
Oh everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
I said that everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year!
One more time now!
Everywhere it's Christmas
At the end of every year
Ha ha ha, jolly good, ho ho, jolly good.
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Crying, Waiting, Hoping (live at the BBC)
rying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
I just can't seem to get you off my mind
Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
You're the one I love, I think about you all the time
Crying, do do do do, tear keep a falling all night long
Waiting, do do do do, it seems so useless I know it's wrong
Keep a crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon it'll change and you'll be mine
Crying, do do do do, tears keep a falling all night long
Waiting, do do do do, it seems so useless I know it's wrong
Keep a crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon it'll change and you'll be mine
Crying, waiting, hoping
rying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
I just can't seem to get you off my mind
Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
You're the one I love, I think about you all the time
Crying, do do do do, tear keep a falling all night long
Waiting, do do do do, it seems so useless I know it's wrong
Keep a crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon it'll change and you'll be mine
Crying, do do do do, tears keep a falling all night long
Waiting, do do do do, it seems so useless I know it's wrong
Keep a crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon it'll change and you'll be mine
Crying, waiting, hoping
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Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby (live concert at Shea Stadium)
Thank you.
We'd like to carry on with a song that was
on an al... the album before last.
And It's called "Everbody's Trying To Be My Baby".]
Well they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Well half past nine, half past four
Fifty women knocking on my door
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Fore I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Fore I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Well they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Thank you.
We'd like to carry on with a song that was
on an al... the album before last.
And It's called "Everbody's Trying To Be My Baby".]
Well they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Well half past nine, half past four
Fifty women knocking on my door
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Fore I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Went out last night, I didn't stay late
Fore I got home I had nineteen dates
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
Well they took some honey from a tree
Dressed it up and they called it me
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
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I'll Get You (live at the Sunday Night At The London Palladium show)
It's called "I'll Get You".
1,2,3]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Imagine, I'm in love with you
It's easy cos I know
I've imagined, I'm in love with you
Many, many, many times before
It's not like me to pretend
But I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah
I think about you night and day
I need you and it's true
When I think about you, I can say
I'm never, never, never, never blue
So I'm telling you, my friend
That I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah
Well, there's gonna be a time
When I'm gonna change your mind
So you might as well resign yourself to me, oh yeah
Imagine, I'm in love with you
It's easy cos I know
I've imagined, I'm in love with you
Many, many, many times before
It's not like me to pretend
But I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Woah yeah
It's called "I'll Get You".
1,2,3]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Imagine, I'm in love with you
It's easy cos I know
I've imagined, I'm in love with you
Many, many, many times before
It's not like me to pretend
But I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah
I think about you night and day
I need you and it's true
When I think about you, I can say
I'm never, never, never, never blue
So I'm telling you, my friend
That I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end, oh yeah, oh yeah
Well, there's gonna be a time
When I'm gonna change your mind
So you might as well resign yourself to me, oh yeah
Imagine, I'm in love with you
It's easy cos I know
I've imagined, I'm in love with you
Many, many, many times before
It's not like me to pretend
But I'll get you, I'll get you in the end
Yes I will, I'll get you in the end
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Woah yeah
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Free As A Bird
ree as a bird
It's the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Home, home and dry
Like a homing bird I'll fly
As a bird on wings
Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
That seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird
Like the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Home, home and dry
Like a homing bird I'll fly
As a bird on wings
Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free
Ah...
Ah...
Ah...
Free as a bird
It's the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Oooooo
Free...
[Turn out nice again, mother.]
ree as a bird
It's the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Home, home and dry
Like a homing bird I'll fly
As a bird on wings
Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Can we really live without each other?
Where did we lose the touch
That seemed to mean so much?
It always made me feel so...
Free as a bird
Like the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Home, home and dry
Like a homing bird I'll fly
As a bird on wings
Whatever happened to
The life that we once knew?
Always made me feel so free
Ah...
Ah...
Ah...
Free as a bird
It's the next best thing to be
Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Free as a bird
Oooooo
Free...
[Turn out nice again, mother.]
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Baby's In Black (live concert at Hollywood Bowl)
We like to do another number, cos it's what we're here for.
While Paul fiddles with his amplifier.
I hope you can hear me, I'd be awfully dosappointed if you couldn't.
We'd like to do another number from one of our LPs, albums, long players, records...
Oh yeah.
It's a slow number and it's a waltz for all of you over 10.
Some people play fast waltzes and some people play slow waltzes but we're gonna play a slow one
and it's called "Baby's In Black".]
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
I think of her, but she thinks only of him (Of him)
And though it's only a whim, she thinks of him
Oh how long will it take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Oh dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
Oh how long it will take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black
Oh dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
We like to do another number, cos it's what we're here for.
While Paul fiddles with his amplifier.
I hope you can hear me, I'd be awfully dosappointed if you couldn't.
We'd like to do another number from one of our LPs, albums, long players, records...
Oh yeah.
It's a slow number and it's a waltz for all of you over 10.
Some people play fast waltzes and some people play slow waltzes but we're gonna play a slow one
and it's called "Baby's In Black".]
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black
Oh dear, what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
I think of her, but she thinks only of him (Of him)
And though it's only a whim, she thinks of him
Oh how long will it take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Oh dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
Oh how long it will take
Till she sees the mistake she has made?
Dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
She thinks of him and so she dresses in black
And though he'll never come back, she's dressed in black
Oh dear what can I do?
Baby's in black and I'm feeling blue
Tell me, oh what can I do?
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Boys (live at the Around The Beatles Show)
been told when a boy kiss a girl
Take a trip around the world
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Yeah, she say you do (Bop shuop) yeah
My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Yeah, she say you do (Bop shuop)
Ow, I talk about boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Don't you know I mean boys (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh ho yeah (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
What a bundle of joy
Yeah yeah! Ow!
[Alright, George!]
I talk about boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Don't you know I mean boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh, talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh ho (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
What a bundle of joy
Woah!
been told when a boy kiss a girl
Take a trip around the world
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Yeah, she say you do (Bop shuop) yeah
My girl says when I kiss her lips
Gets a thrill through her fingertips
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Hey hey (Bop shuop m'bop bop shuop)
Yeah, she say you do (Bop shuop)
Ow, I talk about boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Don't you know I mean boys (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh ho yeah (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
What a bundle of joy
Yeah yeah! Ow!
[Alright, George!]
I talk about boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Don't you know I mean boys (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh, talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
Oh ho (Yeah yeah boys)
I talk about boys now (Yeah yeah boys)
What a bundle of joy
Woah!
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- Fear me for I am root
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Glass Onion
told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the walrus and me, man
You know that we're as close as can be, man
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul
Standing on the cast iron shore, yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the walrus and me, man
You know that we're as close as can be, man
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul
Standing on the cast iron shore, yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
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The Beatles
- Fear me for I am root
- Posts: 6285
- Joined: Tue May 24, 2005 8:12 pm
Glass Onion (mono mix)
told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the walrus and me, man
You know that we're as close as can be, man
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul
Standing on the cast iron shore, yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
["It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"]
told you about strawberry fields
You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Where everything flows
Looking through the bent backed tulips
To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the walrus and me, man
You know that we're as close as can be, man
Well here's another clue for you all
The walrus was Paul
Standing on the cast iron shore, yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Looking through a glass onion
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dove-tail joint, yeah
Looking through a glass onion
["It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"
"It's a goal!"]
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The Beatles
- Fear me for I am root
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Helter Skelter (part of take 2)
take 2)
[Take 2.]
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
May be a lover but you ain't no dancer
Do you, don't you want me to make you?
Coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the ride
And I know as I get and I never get high
As I go to the bottom and I see you again yeah yeah yeah
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
May be a lover but you ain't no dancer dancer dancer dancer dancer
Yeah
Look out now helter skelter
Helter leather helter leather
Look out now helter skelter
Helter skelter helter skelter
take 2)
[Take 2.]
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
May be a lover but you ain't no dancer
Do you, don't you want me to make you?
Coming down fast but don't let me break you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
You may be a lover but you ain't no dancer
When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the ride
And I know as I get and I never get high
As I go to the bottom and I see you again yeah yeah yeah
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast but I'm miles above you
Tell me tell me tell me the answer
May be a lover but you ain't no dancer dancer dancer dancer dancer
Yeah
Look out now helter skelter
Helter leather helter leather
Look out now helter skelter
Helter skelter helter skelter
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