The Beatles - Попурри (Вариант 1) | Текст песни

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Is there anybody going to listen to my story
All about the girl who came to stay?
She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry
Still you don't regret a single day

Well I'd rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or I won't know where I am

Well I know that I'm a wicked guy
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can't spend my whole life
Trying just to make you toe the line

Припев:
You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That's the end ah little girl

When I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave her
She will turn to me and start to cry
And she promises the Earth to me and I believe her
After all this time I don't know why

(Little girl, Little girl, Little girl)
Припев x1

Asked a girl what she wanted to be,
She said, baby can’t you see?
I wanna be famous, a star of the screen,
But you can do something in between.

Baby, you can drive my car,
Yes I’m gonna be a star,
Baby, you can drive my car,
And maybe I’ll love you.

Joo-joo eyeball he one holy roller he got.
He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football he got
Monkey finger he shoot coca-cola he say
"I know you, you know me"
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free

Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid. (Come on)
Get it started (come one), get it started (yeah), get it started.

Come together right now x3
Over me


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