| I wonder if Yoko Ono
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| Ever thought of staying solo
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| If she thought of other men and
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| If she doubted John Lennon
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| Worrying that he’d distract her art
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| Sitting in the Apple sessions
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| Giving John her music lessons
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| Challenging the warring nations
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| With her paper installations
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| Did she guard her Yoko human heart
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| Well, they could talk about me
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| Yeah, they could talk about me
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| Throw me to the velvet dogs of pop star history
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| But I won’t be your Yoko Ono
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| If you’re not good enough for me
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| Some will give their love for fashion
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| Others trade their gold for passion
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| I don’t have the goods to start with
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| Never had the reins to part with
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| Still, I hope you take me seriously
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| 'Cause I think I could go
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| Deep as the sea of Yoko
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| You don’t know a person like me
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| I could sell your songs to Nike
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| And for all you know
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| I could save your soul
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| As only true love can change your mind
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| Make you leave your screaming fans behind
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| When John called the wind an opera
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| Making love with every chakra
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| When he said her voice would carry
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| And when he whispered old Chuck Berry
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| Only then would Yoko set him free
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| Fame will come and vanish later
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| Transcendental love is greater
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| I think if we had this somehow
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| We’d be feeling famous right now
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| We’d be saying love is all you need
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| And they could rag about me
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| Yeah, they could rag about me
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| Throw me to the velvet dogs of pop star history
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| But I won’t be your Yoko Ono
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| If you’re not good enough for me
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| Oh, no… and I won’t be your Yoko Ono
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| If you’re not good enough for me… |