The Chipmunks - 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 The Chipmunks?
It's been a hard day's night, and I 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 alright 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 going to give me everything So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when I get you alone You know I feel OK When I'm home everything seems to be right When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, tight It's been a hard day's night, and I 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 alright, ow So why on earth should I moan, 'cause when I get you alone You know I feel OK When I'm home everything seems to be right When I'm home feeling you holding me tight, tight It's been a hard day's night, and I 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 alright You know I feel alright You know I feel alright |
Who Wrote A Hard Day's Night By The Chipmunks?
John Lennon, Paul Mccartney
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What's The Duration Of The A Hard Day's Night By The Chipmunks?The duration of A Hard Day's Night is 2:47 minutes and seconds. |
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