Paul Mccartney

Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
You ran off and married
Singin such a beautiful song.
Lucille, please, dont do your sisters will, yeah!
Lucille, please, dont you do your sisters will,
You ran off and married,
But I love you still.
Well, I woke up this mornin,
Lucille was not in sight.
Asked my friends about it,
But all their lips were tight.
Lucille, please, come back where you belong.
Im speaking to you, baby,
Singin such a beautiful song.
Ow!
Come on, guys!
Well, I woke up this mornin,
Lucille was not in sight.