Let, it will be Just let it be Won't you let it be? Oh let it be Now I can tell you About success, about fame Just watch me burn Oh let it be (Won't you let it be?) About the rise and the fall

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

So lucky to be loving you I only know what I know The passing years will show You've kept my love so young, so new And time after time You'll hear me say that I'm Time after time I tell myself that I'm So lucky to be The one you run to see

That to me is what your eyes are, Soft as stars in April skies are, Tell me some day you'll fulfill Their promise of a thrill. Flashing eyes in which my hopes rise, Let me show you where my heart lies. Let me prove that it adores That loveliness of yours.

I want you to touch me (tell me what you gonna do) Touch me (tell me what you gonna do), touch me (tell me what you wanna do) I want you to touch me Please me, what you do, what you do Baby, what you do, what you do Now won't you tell me I'll leave you

But it's real Those of us who are lost and low We know how you feel We know it's not right but it's real I choose to stay far away from the ones that think Money is money to share Don't ask me why and I'll tell you no lies. Sonny don't come here no more

When you've made your mind up forever to be mine 'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine I'll tell you right now Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind I'll pick up your hand

La la la la la la da da So save me from who I'm supposed to be Don't wanna be a victim of authority I'll always be a part of the minority Save me from who I'm supposed to be So tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me, I don't wanna be another

You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, 'till you find your man I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen Rags, I really love ya I can't forget about ya

Like one more time if our love ever grows cold And this new thrill somehow grows old Oh, when forever for us is no more Don't tell our friends, baby Let me be the first to know When you no longer care When my dreams, you no longer share Tell me before it