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Oh Lord, I'm tired, it's time to go to bed, |
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Way, after midnight, and the wine's gone to my head, |
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Lying here upon the shore just listening to the waves, |
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And it's been a perfect day. |
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Packed up a picnic and set off for the sea, |
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Taking all the back roads where no-one else would be, |
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My and you and Paul and Sue, |
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How we laughed the time away, |
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And we had a perfect day. |
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I brought along my old guitar, |
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And lying there beneath the stars, |
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We sang all the Beatle songs we knew, |
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Lord you should have heard those harmonies, |
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When we did Nowhere Man and Let It Be... |
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My love, if we should break up, |
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Should we ever part, |
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And you're searching for some memory, |
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To help your aching heart, |
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Forget about the hurtful things, |
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That lovers often say, |
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And remember this perfect day. |
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Then people start coming around the fire, |
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And I was strumming at my old guitar, |
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Trying to think of something everybody knew, |
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And then you said "though it's far away, |
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A Christmas song would really make my day." |
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And everyone sang... |
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And all I really want to do, |
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Is sing songs for you, |
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Then it's been a perfect day, |
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Yes it's been a perfect day. |
