Zappa Weezer Monkee Beatle Charles Michael

One, two, three, WAAAAH

Suzy? (yes...)
Suzy Creamcheese? (yes?)
This is the voice of your conscience baby, uh
I just wanted to check one thing out with you, you don't mind, do ya?
(What?)
Suzy Creamcheese, what's got into ya?

Lady Madonna
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money
When you pay the rent
Did you think that money was heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Mister Dobalina, Mister Bob Dobalina
Mister Dobalina, Mister Bob Dobalina...
Zilch, China clipper calling Alomeda
China clipper calling Alomeda

The moon was shining, on the naked night
Your Slayer T-shirt fit the scene just right
Through smeared mascara
I looked into your eyes and saw a lie
You told me stories about your chickadees
They didn't like BB guns or stupid archery
You charmed the lifeguard
He let them use the pool all day for free
Then the conversation stopped
And I looked down at my feet
I was next to you
And you were right there next to me
Then I say