By Paul McCartney
OO, OUR LOVE AFFAIR WAS OVER ON THE SECOND DAY,
YOU PACKED A BAG AND LIKE A BIRDIE FLEW AWAY.
MEANWHILE I'M SITTING HERE, I'M GETTING IN A MESS,
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE, LEAVE YOUR NAME AND ADDRESS.
OO, WELL, I USED TO LOVE YOU, BABY, WHEN I WAS YOUR MAN,
BUT MAYBE LOVING YOU IS SOMETHING NO MORE MAN CAN DO.
MEANWHILE I'M SITTING HERE, I'M GETTING IN A MESS,
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE, LEAVE YOUR NAME AND ADDRESS.
I LOVE TO FEEL THE TINGLE OF YOUR HEAVENLY CARESSES,
I LOVE TO INTERMINGLE, A LONELY SINGLE WITHOUT ADDRESSES.
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE, LEAVE YOUR NAME AND ADDRESS.
OO, IF IT'S ALL OVER, BABY, YOU KNOW I'LL UNDERSTAND,
MAYBE I'LL HATE TO THINK OF YOU WITH ANOTHER MAN.
MEANWHILE I'M SITTING HERE, I'M GETTING IN A MESS,
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE, LEAVE YOUR NAME AND ADDRESS.
MY LOVE.
OO, AND IF IT'S ALL OVER, BABY, YOU KNOW I'LL UNDERSTAND,
MAYBE I'LL HATE TO THINK OF YOU WITH ANOTHER MAN.
MEANWHILE I'M SITTING HERE, I'M GETTING IN A MESS,
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE, LEAVE YOUR NAME AND ADDRESS.
OO-OO.
MY LOVE.
IF IT'S ALL OVER, BABY, YOU KNOW I'LL UNDERSTAND.
HA! HA!