Oh yeah, all right Are you gonna be in my dreams tonight? Love you, love you Love you, love you Love you, love you And in the end, the love you take
Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I don't want to leave her now You know I believe and how
She came in through the bathroom window Protected by a silver spoon But now she sucks her thumb and wanders By the banks of her own lagoon Didn't anybody
You never give me your money You only give me your funny paper And in the middle of negotiations You break down I never give you my number I only give
Here come old flattop He come groovin' up slowly He got joo-joo eyeball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker He just do
Here comes the sun king Here comes the sun king Everybody's laughing Everybody's happy Here comes the sun king Quando para mucho mi amore de felice
Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's all right Little darling It's been a long, cold lonely winter Little darling It feels like years
I read the news today, oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh I saw the photograph
Help, I need somebody Help, not just anybody Help, you know I need someone Help! When I was younger, so much younger than today I never needed anybody
It was twenty years ago today Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play They've been going in and out of style But they're guaranteed to raise a smile So may
When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in
For the benefit of Mr. Kite There will be a show tonight on trampoline The Hendersons will all be there Late of Pablo Fanques' fair, what a scene Over
Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said, "Baby, can't you see? I wanna be famous, a star on the screen But you can do something in between" Baby,
Flew in from Miami Beach, BOAC Didn't get to bed last night On the way the paper bag was on my knee Man, I had a dreadful flight I'm back in the USSR
I told you 'bout strawberry fields You know the place where nothing is real Well, here's another place you can go Where everything flows Looking through
Cry baby cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better The king of marigold was in the kitchen Cooking breakfast for the queen The queen
(Love, love, love) (Love, love, love) (Love, love, love) There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing
Half of what I say is meaningless But I say it just to reach you, Julia Julia, Julia Ocean child calls me So I sing the song of love, Julia Julia Seashell