Jet, Jet, Jet I can almost remember The funny faces That time you told me That you were going to be marrying soon And jet, I thought The only lonely place was on the moon Jet, ooh, Jet, ooh Jet, was your father as bold As a Sergeant Major? Oh, how come he told you That you hardly old enough yet? And Jet, I thought the Major Was a Lady Suffragette Jet, ooh, Jet, ooh Ah, mater, want Jet to always love me Ah, mater, want Jet to always love me Ah, mater, much later Jet And Jet, I thought the Major Was a little Lady Suffragette Jet, ooh, Jet, ooh Ah, mater, want Jet to always love me Ah, mater, want Jet to always love me Ah, mater, much later Jet, with the wind in your hair Of a thousand laces Climb on the back and we'll Go for a ride in the sky And Jet I thought that the Major Was a little Lady Suffragette Jet, ooh, Jet, ooh And Jet, you know, I thought You was a little Lady Suffragette Jet, ooh A little lady My little lady, yes © MPL COMMUNICATIONS INC; (c) 1974 (Renewed) PAUL and LINDA McCARTNEY Administered by MPL COMMUNICATIONS, INC. All Rights Reserved Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com