Help, I need somebody! Help, not just anybody! Help! You know I need someone! Help! When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody's help in any way. But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured, now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors. Help me if you can, I'm feeling down and I do appreciate you being round. Help me, get my feet back on the ground, won't you please, please help me? And now my life has changed in oh so many ways, my independence seems to vanish in the haze. But every now and then I feel so insecure, I know that I just need you like I've never done before. Help me if you can, I'm feeling down and I do appreciate you being round. Help me, get my feet back on the ground, won't you please, please help me.
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Won't you please, please help me, help me, help me. . .
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Oh. . .
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THE BEATLES

3 comments:

Rimshot said...

Oh sweetie! Not every day can be a good day, but they'll come back around soon enough.

As the New York Dolls say, "One Day It Will Please Us to Remember Even This."

Mel said...

Yup. It was a Beatle's kinda day.

Will ya still need me
Will ya still feed me...


*snickering*
MY only consolation--he'll hit that mark before *I* will!
Ha!

Gordie said...

Thanks, 'Shot - never knew that David Johansen had read the Aeneid. I must go and listen to 'Personality Crisis'.

And as for our hostess: you have indeed "opened up the doors" and I like the view.