Leave your flowers at my door I’ll leave them for the one who waits behind.

Peter Brown’s got cuffs on his hands, they’re keeping him in a police van.

And I will be true to you, yes I will, yes I will be true to you.

Let me hear your balalaika’s ringing out.

So won’t you please come home.

When I feel that you never really ever cared for me, when you know I’m telling you the truth, it’s true.

Like a rolling stone a like a rolling stone like the FBI and the CIA and the BBC… BB king, and Doris Day, Matt Busby.

Oh what joy for every girl and boy knowing they’re happy and safe that way.

It’s easy.

We were talking about the love we all could share when we find it, to try our best to hold it there with our love.

When it gets dark, I tow your heart away.

It's based on a novel by a man named Lear. I need a job so I want to be a paperback writer. Paperback writer.

I can show you that when it starts to rain, everything’s the same. I can show you, I can show you.

Songs that lingered on my lips excite me now and linger on my mind.

Hela, heba, helloa.

Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely, wasting away.

Make your mother sigh. She’s old enough to know better. So cry baby cry.

So may I introduce to you the act you’ve known for all these years, Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

Now they're frightened of leaving it. Everyone's weaving it, going on strong all the time.

It’s easy.

The deeper you go the higher you fly. The higher you fly the deeper you go.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.

So I hope there’ll come a day, when you’ll say mm-mm, you’re my little girl.

I know I’ll often stop and think about them.

I’ve been away now, oh how I’ve been alone. Wait till I come back to your side, we’ll forget the tears we cried.

If I see you passing by, I cry mm-mm, hello little girl, when I try to catch your eye, I cry mm-mm hello little girl.

Ring my friend I said you’d call Doctor Robert.

When I’m walking behind her, people tell me I’m lucky, yes I know I’m a lucky guy, I remember the first time I was lonely without her, yes, I’m thinking about her now.

You know the place where nothing is real.

And though the news was rather sad, well, I just had to laugh. I saw the photograph.