Oh! Darling Julia
Tell me why I call your name
from a window in my life.
You won’t see me flying across the universe
while my guitar gently weeps
like dreamers do, girl.
I’ve got a feeling I should have known better
what you’re doing bad to me.
What goes on eight days a week within you without you
with a little help from my friends?
You can’t do that the night before I’ll be back, woman
Your mother should know
you’ve got to hide your love away
Because one and one is two.
From me to you I’ve got a feeling
it won’t be long.
Do you want to know a secret?
I saw her standing there yesterday
fixing a hole.
She said she said, “Why don’t we do it in the road?
I’ll keep you satisfied on the tip of my tongue.”
Thank you girl, that means a lot! Love you to!
She came in through the bathroom window.
Step inside love, there’s a place we can work it out.
Come and get it!
(What goes on back in the U.S.S.R.? Think for yourself.)
I want to tell you I’m down Penny Lane
because if I needed someone I’ll be on my way,
and your bird can sing the Ballad of John & Yoko
when I’m sixty-four.
When I get home I’ll get you cold turkey.
Strawberry fields forever.
All my loving
Doctor Robert
P.S. I love you
