Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude Hey Jude, don't make it bad Take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The

'Cause words ain't good enough, ow Better than words I don't know how else to sum it up It's better than words There's no way I can explain your love, no I can't explain your love, no You make me wanna More than a feeling

Maybe I had said something that was wrong Can I make it better with the lights turned on I find shelter in this way Under cover, hide away Can you hear when I say I have never felt this way Could I be, was I there It felt so crystal in the air I still

Doctor can you help me cause I don't feel right Cold, cold, cold, cold inside Better make it fast before I change my mind Well it's cold, cold, cold, cold inside Doctor can you help me cause something don't feel right Darker in the day than the dead of

Gotta work me out, make it real Better lock this down, better box it up Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Just can't stop, once ain't enough Ella me tiene pegao Stuck on a feeling Gotta make it count, stuck on a feeling Quisiera besarla (mirala) No

This is who I am I got my own life to live Girl this is how it is And I'm not trying give up myself to make your life better You can either accept me or baby let me go Cause it's not really me This is my world You can either accept me or Baby this is my

I’m gonna make you see the difference between just quitting and survival Know that it’s my pleasure, doing everything better without you Cause this one works better than two Well, this plane can fly with just one engine This heart can beat without

In my pink sunglasses Always makes the world look a little bit better You can try 'em anytime you need a change of the weather When I'm walking by, I wanna roll my eyes In my pink sunglasses, pink sunglasses My pink sunglasses I put 'em on whenever I sit

You gotta love it You better own it And god knows it You gutta shu uh shove it I'm gonna make things happen Goin' round n' round n' round... Any way you can feel it You shouldn't try to conceal it baby You got to make up your mind Any way I can steal it

If I make sound, it better be loud If rock and roll's dead, you can kill me right now I'd rather be dead than bored out of my mind Till my voice is blowing out What if one day everything changed Will these words have any use to me I didn't make it here