Lea Michele - A Hard Day's Night Lyrics
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A Hard Day's Night
A Hard Day's Night Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For A Hard Day's Night By Lea Michele?
It's been a hard day's night
And I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I find the things that you do Will make me feel all right You know I work all day To get you money to buy you things And it's worth it just to hear you say ?You're gonna give me everything? So why on earth should I moan? 'Cause when I get you alone You know I feel all right When I'm home Everything seems to be right When I'm home Feeling you holding me tight, tight, yeah It's been a hard day's night And I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I find the things that you do Will make me feel okay, oh! So why on earth should I moan? 'Cause when I get you alone You know I feel all right When I'm home Everything seems to be right When I'm home Feeling you holding me tight, tight, yeah It's been a hard day's night And I've been working like a dog It's been a hard day's night I should be sleeping like a log But when I get home to you I find the things that you do Will make me feel all right You know I feel all right You know I feel all right |
Who Wrote A Hard Day's Night By Lea Michele?
John Lennon, Paul Mccartney
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What's The Duration Of The A Hard Day's Night By Lea Michele?The duration of A Hard Day's Night is 2:28 minutes and seconds. |
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