The Beatles Popurrí 1 Lyrics
            You Never Give Me Your Money (Lennon/McCartney)
        
            You never give me your money
            You only give me your funny paper
            and in the middle of negotiations
            you break down
        
            I never give you my number
            I only give you my situation
            and in the middle of investigation
            I break down
        
            Out of college, money spent
            See no future, pay no rent
            All the money's gone, nowhere to go
            Any jobber got the sack
            Monday morning, turning back
            Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
            But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
            Oh, that magic feeling
            Nowhere to go
        
            One sweet dream
            Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
            Soon we'll be away from here
            Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
            One sweet dream came true today
            Came true today
            Came true today (yes it did)
        
            One two three four five six seven,
            All good children go to Heaven
        
            Sun King (Lennon/McCartney)
        
            Here comes the sun king
            Here comes the sun king
            Everybody's laughing
            Everybody's happy
            Here comes the sun king
        
            Quando paramucho mi amore de felice carathon
            Mundo paparazzi mi amore cicce verdi parasol
            Questo abrigado tantamucho que canite carousel
        
            Mean Mr. Mustard (Lennon/McCartney)
        
            Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park
            Shaves in the dark trying to save paper
            Sleeps in a hole in the road
            Saving up to buy some clothes
            Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose
            Such a mean old man
            Such a mean old man
        
            His sister Pam works in a shop
            She never stops, she's a go-getter
            Takes him out to look at the queen
            Only place that he's ever been
            Always shouts out something obscene
            Such a dirty old man
            Dirty old man
        
            Polythene Pam (Lennon/McCartney)
        
            Well you should see Polythene Pam
            She's so good-looking but she looks like a man
            Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag
            Yes you should see Polythene Pam.
            Yeah yeah yeah
        
            Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt
            She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt
            She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World"
            Yes you could say she was attractively built.
            Yeah yeah yeah.
        
            She Came In Through The Bathroom Window (Lennon/McCartney)
        
            She came in through the bathroom window
            Protected by a silver spoon
            But now she sucks her thumb and wanders
            By the banks of her own lagoon
        
            Didn't anybody tell her?
            Didn't anybody see?
            Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
            Tuesday's on the phone to me
        
            She said she'd always been a dancer
            She worked at 15 clubs a day
            And though she thought I knew the answer
            Well I knew what I could not say.
        
            And so I quit the police department
            And got myself a steady job
            And though she tried her best to help me
            She could steal but she could not rob
        
            Didn't anybody tell her?
            Didn't anybody see?
            Sunday's on the phone to Monday,
            Tuesday's on the phone to me
            Oh yeah.
        
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