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I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today, yeah. The girl that's driving me mad Is going away. She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, But she don't care. She said that living with me Is bringing her down yeah. For she would never be free When I was around. She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, But she don't care. I don't know why she's ridin' so high, She ought to think twice, She ought to do right by me. Before she gets to saying goodbye, She ought to think twice, She ought to do right by me. I think I'm gonna be sad, I think it's today yeah. The girl that's driving me mad Is going away, yeah. She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, But she don't care. I don't know why she's ridin' so high, She ought to think twice, She ought to do right by me. Before she gets to saying goodbye, She ought to think twice, She ought to do right by me. She said that living with me, Is bringing her down, yeah. For she would never be free When I was around. Ah, she's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, She's got a ticket to ride, But she don't care. My baby don't care, my baby don't care. My baby don't care, my baby don't care. My baby don't care, my baby don't care. |
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Here, making each day of the year Changing my life with the wave of her hand Nobody can deny that there's something there There, running my hands through her hair Both of us thinking how good it can be Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there I want her everywhere and if she's beside me I know I need never care But to love her is to need her everywhere Knowing that love is to share Each one believing that love never dies Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there I want her everywhere and if she's beside me I know I need never care But to love her is to need her everywhere Knowing that love is to share Each one believing that love never dies Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there I will be there, and everywhere Here, there and everywhere |
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The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still, But nobody wants to know him, They can see that he's just a fool, And he never gives an answer, But the fool on the hill Sees the sun going down, And the eyes in his head, See the world spinning around. Well on his way his head in a cloud, The man of a thousand voices talking percetly loud But nobody ever hears him, Or the sound he appears to make, And he never seems to notice, But the fool on the hill . . . Nobody seems to like him They can tell what he wants to do. And he never shows his feelings, But the fool on the hill . . . |
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Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better. Hey Jude, don't be afraid. You were made to go out and get her. The minute you let her under your skin, Then you begin to make it better. And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain, Don't carry the world upon your shoulders. For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder. Hey Jude, don't let me down. You have found her, now go and get her. Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better. So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin, You're waiting for someone to perform with. And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do, The movement you need is on your shoulder. Hey Jude, don't make it bad. Take a sad song and make it better. Remember to let her under your skin, Then you'll begin to make it Better better better better better better, oh. Na na na, na na na na, na na na, hey Jude... |
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