Beatles

Let me take you down Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung

Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I

I once had a girl Or should I say she once had me She showed me her room Isn't it good Norwegian

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you Tomorrow I'll miss you Remember I'll always be true And

I read the news today oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad

Oh yeah I'll tell you something I think you'll understand When I say that something I wanna

You say you want a revolution Well, you know We all want to change the world You tell me that it's

I'd like to be under the sea In an octopus' garden in the shade He'd let us in, knows where

They say it's your birthday Well, it's my birthday too yeah They say it's your birthday

Well she was just seventeen And you know what I mean And the way she looked Was way beyond compare

I Dig a Pygmy by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf-Aids Phase One in which Doris gets her oats Two of us

Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were

Desmond has a barrow in the market place Molly is the singer in a band Desmond says to Molly, "Girl I

I give her all my love That's all I do And if you saw my love You'd love her too I love