Song Lyric
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I don't care too much for money / Money can't buy me love
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Eleanor Rigby / Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been
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Help! I need somebody / Help! Not just anybody
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And we lived beneath the waves / In our yellow submarine
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Speaking words of wisdom / Let it be
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Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes / There beneath the blue suburban skies
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It's been a hard day's night / And I've been working like a dog
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Let me hear your balalaikas ringing out / Come and keep your comrade warm / I'm back in the USSR
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Blackbird singing in the dead of night / Take these broken wings and learn to fly
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One thing I can tell you is you got to be free / Come together right now over me
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Do you want to know a secret? / Do you promise not to tell?
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Ain't got nothing but love, babe / Eight days a week
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Yesterday love was such an easy game to play / Now I need a place to hide away
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I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in / And stops my mind from wandering
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Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota / There lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon
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Well you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer / Helter skelter
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Hey Jude, don't make it bad / Take a sad song and make it better
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Now I'll never dance with another / Oh, since I saw her standing there
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Lovely Rita meter maid
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Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on
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I do agree a little more leeway on the spelling of last answer would be nice.