Do you want peace?
I'm feeling fine give some to me then I'll give you nine
Lay on the grass It's back to the summer slack
I like cigarette smoking and beer and the beer
And you dear
And I was sad
When The Beatles broke up baby it's too bad
It's the best thing we'd ever had
And we'll never get it back again
On the news
We're sure the anchor's on vacation
That's a sad thing without time like that
You want me to be like the Baker who's awake
It's Saturday and The Byrds come play with you
Inside your shoes
Yes now do you want to be on?
The baby's on the backseat of the pickup truck on Avenue East
Look out baby, coming's again baby
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Do you want peace?
I'm feeling fine give some to me then I'll give you nine
Lay on the grass It's back to the summer slack
I like cigarette smoking and beer and the beer
And you dear
And I was sad
When The Beatles broke up baby it's too bad
It's the best thing we'd ever had
And we'll never get it back again
On the news
We're sure the anchor's on vacation
That's a sad thing without time like that
You want me to be like the Baker who's awake
It's Saturday and The Byrds come play with you
Inside your shoes
Yes now do you want to be on?
The baby's on the backseat of the pickup truck on Avenue East
Look out baby, coming's again baby
I'm feeling fine give some to me then I'll give you nine
Lay on the grass It's back to the summer slack
I like cigarette smoking and beer and the beer
And you dear
And I was sad
When The Beatles broke up baby it's too bad
It's the best thing we'd ever had
And we'll never get it back again
On the news
We're sure the anchor's on vacation
That's a sad thing without time like that
You want me to be like the Baker who's awake
It's Saturday and The Byrds come play with you
Inside your shoes
Yes now do you want to be on?
The baby's on the backseat of the pickup truck on Avenue East
Look out baby, coming's again baby
Writer: Grady Profant, Kyle Anderson, Michel Pritchard
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid