| Oh Lord I’m tired, it’s time to go to bed,
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| Way, after midnight, and the wine’s gone to my head,
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| Lying here upon the shore just listening to the waves,
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| And it’s been a perfect day,
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| Packed up a picnic and set off for the sea,
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| Taking all the back roads where no-one else would be,
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| Me and you and Paul and Sue
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| How we laughed the time away,
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| And we had a perfect day,
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| I brought along my old guitar
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| And lying there beneath the stars,
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| We sang all the Beatle songs we knew,
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| Lor you should have heard those harmonies
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| When we did Nowhere Man and Let it Be…
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| My love, if we should break up,
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| Should we ever part,
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| And you’re searching for some memory
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| To help your aching heart,
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| Forget about the hurtful things
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| That lovers often say,
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| And remember this perfect day,
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| Then pe ople started coming around the fire,
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| And I was strumming at my old guitar
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| Trying to think of something everybody knew,
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| And then you said «though it’s far away,
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| A Christmas song would really make my day,»
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| And everyone sang…
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| And all I really want to do'
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| Is sing songs for you,
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| Then it’s been a perfect day,
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| Yes it’s been a perfect day. |