Do Mim Ah, look at all the lonely people. Do Mim Ah, look at all the lonely people. Mim Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church Do Mim where a wedding has been, lives in a dream. Mim Waits at the window, wearing the face Re Do Mim that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for? Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all come from? Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all belong? Mim Father McKenzie, writing the words Do Mim of a sermon that no one will hear, no-one comes near. Mim Look at him working, darning his socks Re Do Mim in the night when there’s nobody there, what does he care? Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all come from? Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all belong? Do Mim Ah, look at all the lonely people. Do Mim Ah, look at all the lonely people. Mim Eleanor Rigby died in the church Do Mim and was buried along with her name... nobody came. Mim Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt Re Do Mim from his hands as he walks from the grave, no-one was seved. Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all come from? Mim7 Mim6 All the lonely people, Do/Mi Mim where do they all belong?
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