Look at that Look at her walking Turning my head Taking my breath away Look at that Look at her walking Turning my head Taking my breath away Look
(Paul McCartney) Everybody gonna dance tonight Everybody gonna feel alright Everybody gonna dance around tonight Everybody gonna dance around Everybody
(Paul McCartney) At the end of the end It's the start of a journey To a much better place And this wasn't bad So a much better place Would have to be
(Paul McCartney) I've got too much on my plate Don't have no time to be a decent lover I hope it isn't too late Searching for the time that has gone
(Paul McCartney) Teacher said I had my head in the clouds They directed, I suspected, disconnected hat in my way On the street I had my feet on the
(Paul McCartney) Gratitude [3x] I'm so grateful for everything you've ever givin' me How can I explain what it means to be loved by you By you, loved
(Paul McCartney) Lightning hits the house of wax Poets spill out on the street To set alight the incomplete Remainders of the future Hidden in the
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(Paul McCartney) I'm not coming down No matter what you I like it up here without you Go light, Mr. Bellamy We'll have you down soon No one to tell
(Paul McCartney) If you really love me baby Better then stayin in bed If you really love me baby, nod your head If you really love me baby Til you
(Paul McCartney) Well, I was found in the transit lounge Of a dirty airport town What was I doing on the road to ruin Well my mama laid me down My mama
(Paul McCartney) She makes me feel glad, I want her so bad My heart is beating madly for her If you ask me why, I'm not gonna lie I'll have to say I
(Paul McCartney) That was me, in the scout camp, in the school play Spade and bucket by the sea, that was me That was me, playing conkers at the bus
(Paul McCartney) Don't live in the past Don't hold on to something that's changing fast What we are, is what we are and what we wear Is vintage clothes
Staring from a cardboard castle Down and out One of life's young students Finds out what it's all about Paper flutters Angry taxi drivers shout From
(Paul McCartney) When was that summer when the skies were blue? The bright red cardinal flew down from it's tree? You tell me When was that summer
I'm not coming down No matter what you I like it up here without you Go light, Mister Bellamy We'll have you down soon No one to tell me what to do No
I've got too much on my plate Don't have no time to be a decent lover I hope it isn't too late Searching for the time that has gone so fast The time that