the case of half of one and two of

it's getting better all the it

Paul McCartney & John loves you, yeah, yeah, yeahShe

Oh yeah I tell you somethin'I think you'll understandWhen I say

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club BandWe hope you have enjoyed

I'm the sheik of ArabyYour love belongs to meWell at

taste of honeyTasting much sweeter, than dream of

goodness sakeI got the hippy hippy shakeI've got to

love don't give me presentsI know that she's no

tell lies thinking I can't seeYou can't cry 'cause

it's Christmas, everywhere it's songLondon, Paris, Rome and New

you should see Polythene PamShe's so good-looking, but she

tangerine and MontelimarA ginger sling with a pineapple heartCoffee

1: John I'd rather see you dead, little girlThan

know you made me cryI see no use in

Word: Lee Peters, Ringo Starr, George right, you know?

my friend, I said you'd callDoctor RobertDay or night,

I wake up early in the morningLift my head,

1: Paul McCartney, with John got a feeling, a

1: Paul McCartney & John of us riding nowhere,