By Paul McCartney
You've got a lot
And from what you've got
I'd say ou're doing well, dear
Dressed like a dream
And if things are what they seem
You're looking swell, dear
Your little man
Brings you trinkets when he can
But he can't stay, sear
That's very well
But inside your shiny shell
You dance all day, dear
So go, begay
Let your feelings leap away
Into the laughter
San ferry Anne
And the world keeps turning happy ever after