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Free as a bird
It`s the next best thing to be, free as a bird Home, home and dry, like a homming bird I`ll fly as a bird on the 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 th mean so much? It always made me feel so... Free as a bird It`s the next best thing to be, free as a bird Home, home and dry, like a homming bird I`ll fly as a bird on the wings Whatever happened to the life that we once knew? Always made me feel so free. Ah, ah, ah Free as a bird Is the nect best thing to be, free as a bird, free as a bird, free as a bird, Oo-oo-oo free- |
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I Saw Her Standing There
Writer, lead vocal: Paul McCartney Album: PLEASE PLEASE ME, ROCK'N'ROLL MUSIC, THE BEATLES LIVE AT THE STAR-CLUB IN HAMBURG, GERMANY, 1962, LIVE AT THE BBC, ANTHOLOGY 1 One, two, free, four! Well, she was just seventeen, You know what I mean, And the way she looked was way beyond compare. So how could I dance with another (ooh) And I saw her standin' there. Well she looked at me, and I, I could see That before too long I'd fall in love with her. She wouldn't dance with another (whooh) And I saw her standin' there. Well, my heart went boom, When I crossed that room, And I held her hand in mine... Whoah, we danced through the night, And we held each other tight, And before too long I fell in love with her. Now I'll never dance with another (whooh) Since I saw her standing there Well, my heart went boom, When I crossed that room, And I held her hand in mine... Whoah, we danced through the night, And we held each other tight, And before too long I fell in love with her. Now I'll never dance with another (whooh) Since I saw her standing there |
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that boy,
took my love away. oh he will regret it someday, but this boy wants you back again. that boy, isn't good for you. though he may want you too, this boy wants you back again. this boy would be happy, just to love you, but oh my yi yi yi. that boy won't be happy till he's seen you cry hi hi hi. this boy wouldn't mind pain, would always feel the same, if this boy gets you back again. this boy, this boy. |
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