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Lady Madonna

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

Lady Madonna children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Who finds the money when you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was heaven sent?

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like nun
Monday’s child has learned to tie his bootlace.
See how they’ll run.

Lady Madonna baby at your breast
Wonder how you manage to feed the rest.
See how they’ll run.
Lady Madonna lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head.

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wedn’sday morning papers didn’t come
Thursday night your stockings needed mending.
See how they’ll run.
Lady Madonna children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.

Rain

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

If the rain comes they run and hide their heads.
They might as well be dead,
If the rain comes, if the rain comes.
When the sun shines they slip into the shade,
And sip their lemonade,
When the sun shines, when the sun shines.
Rain, I don’t mind,
Shine, the weather’s fine.
I can show you that when it starts to rain,
Everything’s the same,
I can show you, I can show you.
Rain, I don’t mind,
Shine, the weather’s fine.
Can you hear me that when it rains and shines,
It’s just a state of mind,
Can you hear me, can you hear me?

Paperback Writer

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

Paperback writer, paperback writer.
Dear Sir or Madam will you read my book,
It took me years to write will you take a look,
Based on a novel by a man named Lear,
And I need a job,
So I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
It’s a dirty story of a dirty man,
And his clinging wife doesn’t understand.
His son is working for the Daily Mail,
It’s a steady job,
But he wants to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
It’s a thousand pages give or take a few,
I’ll be writing more in a week or two,
I can make it longer if you like the style,
I can change it round,
And I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.
If you really like it you can have the rights,
It could make a million for you overnight,
If you must return it you can send it here,
But I need a break,
And I want to be a paperback writer,
Paperback writer.

We Can Work It Out

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

Try to see it my way,
Do I have to keep on talking till I can’t go on?
While you see it your way,
Run the risk of knowing that our love may soon be gone.

We can work it out.
We can work it out.

Think of what you’re saying,
You can get it wrong and still you think that it’s alright,
Think of what I’m saying,

We can work it out and get it straight, or say good-night.
We can work it out. We can work it out.

Life is very short, and there’s no time,
For fussing and fighting, my friend,
I have always though that it’s a crime,
So I will ask you once again.

Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong,
While you see your way,
There’s a chance that we may fall apart before too long.

Life is very short, and there’s no time,
For fussing and fighting, my friend,
I have always thought that it’s a crime,
So I will ask you once again.

Try to see it my way,
Only time will tell if I am right or I am wrong,
While you see it your way,
There’s a chance that we may fall apart before too long.
We can work it out. We can work it out.

Day Tripper

Thursday, November 19th, 2009

Got a good reason for taking the easy way out,
Got a good reason for taking the easy way out – now,

She was a day tripper,
One way ticket, yeh,
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

She’s a big teaser, she took me half the way there,
She’s a big teaser, she took me half the way there – now,

She was a day tripper,
One way ticket, yeh.
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.

Tried to please her, she only played one night stands,
Tried to please her, she only played one night stands – now,

She was a day tripper,
Sunday driver, yeh,
It took me so long to find out, and I found out.
Day tripper, yeh.