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Eight Days A Week

Ooh I need your love babe,
Guess you know it’s true.
Hope you need my love babe,
Just like I need you.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.

Love you ev’ry day girl,
Always on my mind.
One thing I can say girl,
Love you all the time.
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me.
Ain’t got nothin’but love babe,
Eight days a week.

Eight days a week
I love you.
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care.

Ooh I need your love babe, …

Eight days a week …

Love you ev’ry …

Eight days a week. eight days a week. eight days a week.

Eleanor Rigby

Ah look at all the lonely people.
Ah I look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby
Picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been;
Lives in a dream.
Waits at the window,
Wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
Who is it for?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie
Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear;
No one comes near.
Look at him working,
Darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there.
What does he care?
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?

Ah look at all the lonely people.
Ah look at all the lonely people.

Eleanor Rigby
Died in the church and was buried along with her name.
Nobody came.
Father McKenzie
Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.
No one was saved.
All the lonely people, where do they all come from?
All the lonely people, where do they all belong?