Paul McCartney
Well lawdy, lawdy, lawdy miss clawdy
Girl you sure look good to me
But please dont excite me baby
I know it cant be me
Well as a girl you want my money
Yeah but you just wont treat me right
You like to ball every morning
Dont come home till late at night
Oh gonna tell, tell my mama
Lord, I swear girl what you been to me
Im gonna tell everybody that Im down in misery
So bye, bye, bye, baby
Girl, I wont be comin no more
Goodbye little darlin down the road Ill go
So, bye, bye, bye baby
Girl, I wont be comin no more
Goodbye little darlin down the road Ill go
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