Текст (слова) песни: Beatles, The - You Never Give Me Your Money
You never give me your money Your only give me your paper And in the middle of negotiations you break down I never give you my number I only give 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. 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. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, All good children go to heaven.
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