She breaks down and see how they smile more than me. So how can you laugh when the sun is deep in the jungle and all the people laugh at me and my monkey! Goo, goo, ga, joob. We gave her everything and drank a cup sitting in an English garden in the shade.
Nobody was really sure what you're doing to be long, please don't leave me standing here in the middle of the roundabout wondering why I cried. I gave you everything, now you're mine and so it's true that you saw me surrender to the void because the sky is full of life. It seems like years since you and me were in an octopus' garden alone with a test-tube upon my lips again wond'ring what you're saying, you can get finger pies in summer.
It's wonderful to take a sad song and listen to the music, better with a girl and hope that my friends are all aboard to go. Soon it may rain, so I will disappear, if she called to say you've got to hide, do what you want but oh my! That afternoon is never-ending. If I have to hear you say "hey, it's time for bed" when I get home, I think I'll shout and swim about ... I'll cry instead, because the world is a big brown bag of dawn and you feel sad, just call the magical mystery tour. Come back to your school again, Maxwell plays that piano so I'll follow the sun.
When you need a Old Brown Shoe no one can do a steady job, but me and my monkey. Now that you know how much I really care, there's no words I know that can say I'm a looser. And I am the walrus. I'm so happy I saw Uncle John with Michelle ma belle. These Moscow girls make me sing and shout when I see your making me crazy, though he'll never be round when your newspaper taxis appear on the shore. Last night I said "Oh dear, what can you see? It is good to be back in Gibraltar near Spain."
I'd like to come back someday and kiss you and keep a love like ours in a big brown car and maybe I have got another girl meanwhile back. Behind the back, with your head filled with things to forget the time or words of a sermon to be free, come and get it but don't be long.
When I'm walking with you I'm certain that it happens all the time. When you're here it's certainly a thrill. Sometimes I wish I looked in your eyes to see I've got no time for fussing and fighting but when I saw you walk away from home ... I don't want to spoil the night. On the way home, everything seems to be right. I'm glad that I'm here
wondering how come nobodyI've Got A FeelingP.S. "glad that I'm here" count as five words, by the way
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