Lyrics You Never Give Me Your Money - The Beatles
You
never
give
me
your
money
You
only
give
me
your
funny
paper
And
in
the
middle
of
negotiations
You
break-down
I
never
give
you
my
number
I
only
give
you
my
situation
And
in
the
middle
of
investigation
I
break-down
Out
of
college,
money
spent
See
no
future,
pay
no
rent
All
the
money's
gone,
nowhere
to
go
Any
jobber
got
the
sack
Monday,
morning
turning
back
Yellow
lorry
slow,
nowhere
to
go
But
oh,
that
magic-feeling,
nowhere
to
go
Oh,
that
magic-feeling,
nowhere
to
go
Ah-ah
One
sweet
dream
Pick-up
the
bags
and
get
in
the
limousine
Soon
we'll
be
away
from
here
Step
on
the
gas
and
wipe
that
tear
away
One
sweet
dream
came
true
today
Came
true
today,
came
true
today
One,
two,
three,
four,
five,
six,
seven
All
good
children
go
to
heaven
One,
two,
three,
four,
five,
six,
seven
All
good
children
go
to
heaven
One,
two,
three,
four,
five,
six,
seven
All
good
children
go
to
heaven
1 The End
2 Something
3 She Came In Through the Bathroom Window
4 Sun King
5 Polythene Pam
6 Golden Slumbers
7 Because
8 You Never Give Me Your Money
9 Come Together
10 Her Majesty
11 Carry That Weight
12 Oh! Darling
13 Maxwell's Silver Hammer
14 Mean Mr. Mustard
15 I Want You (She's So Heavy)
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