"Nineteen Hundred And Eighty Five" lyrics
Paul McCartney & Wings Lyrics
"Nineteen Hundred And Eighty Five"
("One Hand Clapping" Sessions Version)
Oh, no one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty-five will ever do
She may be right, she may be fine
She may get love, but she won't get mine, 'cause I got you
Oh, I
Oh, I
Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, my mama said the time would come when I would find myself in love with you
I didn't think, I never dreamed
That I would be around to see it all come true
Woah, I
Oh, I
Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, my mama said the time would come when I would find myself in love with you
I didn't think, I never dreamed
That I would be around to see it all come true
Woah, I
Oh, I
Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Oh, no one ever left alive in nineteen hundred and eighty-five will ever do
Well, she may be right, she may be fine
She may get love, but she won't get mine, 'cause I got you
Oh, I
Oh, I
Well, I just can't get enough of that sweet stuff my little lady gets behind
Shake it
Woo
Ah now shake it don't break it
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Ooh
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"One Hand Clapping" (2024)
One Hand Clapping
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