"The Beatles"

"Come together" "Michelle" "Obladi - Oblada" "Something"   Come together   Here comes old flat top, He come grooving up slowly, He got Joo Joo eye-ball, He one holy roller, He got hair down to his knee. Got to be a joker, He just do what he plese. He wear no shoeshine, He got toe jam football, He got monkey finger, He shoot Coca-Cola, He say I know you, you know me, One thing I can tell you Is you got to be free.   Come together, right now, over me. He bag production, He got walrus gumboot, He got O-no side board, He one spinal cracker, He got feet down below his knee. Hold you in his armchair, You can feel his disease. Come together, right now, over me. He roller coaster, He got early warning, He got Muddy Water, He one Mojo filter, He say one and one and one is three. Got to be good looking, 'Cause he so hard to see. Come together, right now, over me. "Michelle" Michelle, ma belle, These are words that go together well, my Michelle. Michelle, ma belle, Sont des mots qui vont tres bien ensemble, tres bien ensemble.   I love you, I love you, I love you, that's all I want to say. Until I find a way I will say the only words I know that you'll understand.   I need to, I need to, I need to, I need to make you see, Oh, what you mean to me. Until I do I'm hoping you will know what I mean. I love you...   I want you, I want you, I want you, I think you know by now, I'll get to you somehow. Until I do I'm telling you, so you'll understand.   And I will say the only words I know that you'll understand, My Michelle.   "Obladi - Oblada" Desmond has a barrow in the market-place, Molly is the singer in a band. Desmond says to Molly, "Girl, I like your face", And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand,   "Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra, Lala how the life goes on. Ob-la-di, ob-la-da life goes on, bra, Lala how the life goes on".   Desmond takes a trolley to the jeweller's store, Buys a twenty carat golden ring, Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door, And as he gives it to her, she begins to sing.   In a couple of years they have built a home, sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones.   Happy ever after in the market-place Desmond lets the children lend a hand. Molly stays at home and does her pretty face And in the evening she still sings it with the band.   And if you want some fun, take Ob-la-di-bla-da! Thank you, uh, ha ha ha! "Something" Something in the way she moves, Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't wanna leave her now, you know I believe and how.   Somewhere in her smile she knows That I don't need no other lover. Something in her style that shows me.   You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, oh, I don't know. You stick around now it may show, I don't know, I don't know.   Something in the way she knows, And all I have to do is think of her. Something in the things she shows me.