| In the town where I was born
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| Lived a man who sailed to sea
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| And he told us of his life
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| In the land of submarines
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| So we sailed on to the sun
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| Till we found a sea of green
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| And we lived beneath the waves
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| In our yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| And our friends are all aboard
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| Many more of them live next door
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| And the band begins to play
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| Spoken:
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| Full steam ahead, Mr. Boatswain, full steam ahead
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| Full steam ahead it is, Sergeant
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| Cut the cable! |
| Drop the cable!
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| Aye-aye, sir, aye-aye
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| Captain, captain
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| As we live a life of ease
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| Every one of us (every one of us) has all we need (has all we need)
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| Sky of blue (sky of blue) and sea of green (sea of green)
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| In our yellow (in our yellow) submarine (submarine, ha-ha!)
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| A yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| A yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine
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| We all live in a yellow submarine
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| Yellow submarine, yellow submarine |