Everybody’s Trying To Be My Baby
Well they took some honey from a treeDressed it up and they called it me Everybody’s trying to be my babyEverybody’s trying to be my babyEverybody’s trying to be my baby, now Well half past nine, half past fourFifty women…
Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except Me And My Monkey
J. Lennon, P. McCartney )Come on, come on, come on, come on,Come on is such a joy, come on is such a joy.Come on take it easy, come on take it easy,Take it easy, take it easy.Ev’rybody’s got something to hide except for me and…
Eleanor Rigby
( J. Lennon, P. McCartney )Ah, look at all the lonely people,Ah, look at all the lonely people. Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the churchWhere a wedding has been,Lives in a dream,Waits at the window, wearing the faceThat she keeps in a…
Eight Days A Week
(Lennon/McCartney) Ooh I need your love babeGuess you know it’s trueHope you need my love babeJust like I need youHold me, love me, hold me, love meAin’t got nothing but love babeEight days a week Love you every day girlAlways…
Dr. Robert
( J. Lennon, P. McCartney )Ring my friend I said you call Dr. Robert.Day or night he’ll be there anytime at all, Dr. Robert,Dr. Robert,You’re a new and better man, he helps you to understand.He does ev’rything he can, Dr.…
Drive My Car
( J. Lennon, P. McCartney ).Asked a girl what she wanted to be,She said , «Baby, can’t you see?I wanna be famous, a star of the screen,But you can do something in between.» «Baby, you can drive my car,Yes I’m…
Don’t Let Me Down
Don’t let me down, don’t let me downDon’t let me down, don’t let me down Nobody ever loved me like she doesOh, she does, yeah, she doesAnd if somebody loved me like she do meOh, she do me, yes, she does Don’t…
Травертин: Природный Камень, Который Изменит Ваше Пространство
Если вы когда-либо задумывались о том, как преобразить свой интерьер или экстерьер, вам стоит обратить внимание на травертин. Этот удивительный природный камень славится своей красотой и уникальными свойствами, которые делают его…
Don’t Pass Me By
I listen for your footstepsComing up the driveListen for your footstepsBut they don’t arriveWaiting for your knock, dearOn my old front doorI don’t hear itDoes it mean you don’t love me any more? I hear the clock are…
