B-Side To Seaside
© 1977 MPL Communications  (P.& L.McCartney)

CAME FOR A WEEKEND,
ENDED IN A HATE JOKE.
THAT'S WHEN I HEARD
THE B-SIDE TO SEASIDE.
 
MORE THAN AN A-SIDE,
LESS THAN A C-SIDE.
MY LITTLE B-SIDE,
B-SIDE TO SEASIDE.
 
MORE THAN AN A-SIDE,
LESS THAN A C-SIDE.
MY LITTLE B-SIDE,
B-SIDE TO SEASIDE.
 
ON TO THE OFFSIDE,
IN TO THE OUTSIDE.
MY LITTLE B-SIDE,
B-SIDE TO SEASIDE.

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Giddy
© 1977 MPL Communications  (P.& L.McCartney)
Released by Roger Daltrey on "One Of The Boy" album - 1977

MY BABY LEFT ME FOR ANOTHER GUY,
SHE CALLS HIM GIDDY, BUT SHE DON'T KNOW WHY.
BUT IF I CATCH THEM AT IT, SOMEONE' S GOING TO PAY
FOR MAKING ME FEEL SO BAD FOR SO LONG,
THE FEELING ONLY JUST WENT AWAY.
 
BUT I DON'T FEEL SICK,
I DON'T FEEL SO BAD ANY MORE.
I GOT OVER IT,
I DON'T FEEL SO BAD ANY MORE.
 
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAYBREAK,
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAYBREAK,
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAY.
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP,
HOO, GONNA CATCH GIDDY UP.
 
MY BABY LEFT ME FOR ANOTHER GUY, (left me for another guy)
SHE CALLS HIM GIDDY, BUT SHE DON'T KNOW WHY. (she don't know why)
BUT IF I CATCH THEM AT IT, SOMEONE' S GOING TO PAY
FOR MAKING ME FEEL SO BAD FOR SO LONG,
THE FEELING ONLY JUST WENT AWAY.
 
BUT I DON'T FEEL SICK,
I DON'T FEEL SO BAD ANY MORE.
I GOT OVER IT,
I DON'T FEEL SO BAD ANY MORE.
 
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAYBREAK,
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAYBREAK,
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
RODE ALL NIGHT 'TIL I FINALLY HIT THE DAY.
(Uh-uh-uh - uh-uh-uh)
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP,
WOW, GONNA CATCH GIDDY UP.
 
OH YEAH.
 
GIDDY, GIDDY, GIDDY, GIDDY,
GIDDY, GIDDY, GIDDY, GIDDY UP.

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Mull Of Kintyre
© 1977 MPL Communications  (McCartney/Laine)

Mull of Kintyre  oh mist rolling in from the sea
my  desire, is always to be here,  Oh Mull of Kintyre

Far have I travelled, and much have I seen
Darkest  of mountains with valleys of green
Vast painted deserts, the sun sets on fire
As we carries  home to, the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre  oh mist rolling in from, the sea
My desire, is always to be here,  Oh Mull of Kintyre

Sweep through the heather, like deer in the glen
Carry  me back to the days I knew then
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir
Are the life  and the times of, the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre  oh mist rolling in from, the sea
My  desire, is always to be here,  Oh Mull of Kintyre

Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain
Still  take me back where my memories, remain
Flickering ambers grow higher and high
As they carry  me back to, the Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre  oh mist rolling in from, the sea
My  desire, is always to be here,  Oh Mull of Kintyre

Mull of Kintyre  oh mist rolling in from, the sea
My  desire, is always to be here,  Oh Mull of Kintyre

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Girl's School
© 1977 MPL Communications  (McCartney)

Sleepy head, kid sister
lying on the floor
18 years and younger, boy
Well she knows what she's waiting for

Yuki's a cool school mistress
She's an oriental princess
She shows films in the classroom, boy
The put the paper on the windows.

Ah...what can the sisters do
Ah...Girl's School

Head nurse is Sister Scala
Now she's a Spanish doll
She runs a full body out call massage parlour
From the teacher's hail

Ah...what can the sisters do
Ah...Girl's School

Well now, Roxanne's he woman trainer
She puts the Kids to bed
She gives them pills in a paper cup
And she knocks them on the head

Ah...what can the sisters do
Ah...Girl's School
Ah...what can the sisters do
Ah...Girl's School
She shows films in the classroom, boy
The put the paper on the windows.

Ah...what can the sisters do
Ah...Girl's School

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Hello, How Do You Like The Lyrics?
1977   (McCartney)
Unreleased song

Hello, how do you like the lyrics so far?
Not bad, straightforward
But lacking a little in weight
Six out of eight
See me, see me, see me in my room
Tomorrow morning
Nine o'clock

Hello, hello, how do you like the melody so far?
It's all right, quite appealing
But haven't I heard the chords
Somewhere before?
Let me see

Well, I was waiting at a banquet table
For her highness to arrive
While a record in the corner
Playing something I remember, I remember
That's where I heard it
That's where I heard it
At a banquet table
I was waiting for her highness
I remember, I heard it, I heard it

Hello, how d'you like the story so far?
One day experimental
But I'm playing on my guitar
I give up
I give up
I give up, I'm in the corner
I give up, I'm in the corner
Playing something on my guitar
I give up, I'm in the corner
Playing something on guitar

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Boil Crisis
1977   (McCartney)
Unreleased song

Prick the blighter
One night in the life of a kid named Sid
He was scarred with a rod in a pyramid
There was only one thing holding him in check
Well, he didn't, he must have a chance
'Cause it's always doing the ancient dance
She didn't even glance at the pimple on his neck

You see, he had a boil crisis, boil crisis
Once again, it rears its ugly head

A fairy tale is coming true
In the land of the wife of Mr. Montague
As the fashion folder crapper moseys in
But madam's mind is occupied
With thousand horrors petrified
She'd admit you to the black head on her chin

She got a boil crisis, boil crisis
Once again, it rears its ugly head

But the fight went on over the life of Sid
On the night in the junior champion's quest
Is all he will have a modern judge's toast?
As almost everybody had guessed
The judges found it second best
Through the huge unsightly boil upon his nose

He had a boil crisis
Once again, it rears its ugly head
Prick the blighter

One night in the life of a kid named Sid
He was scarred with a rod in a pyramid
There was only one thing holding him in check
Well, he didn't, he must have a chance
As long as doing the ancient dance
She didn't glance at the pimple on his neck

He had a boil crisis, boil crisis
Once again, it rears its ugly head
Boil crisis, boil crisis

Well, the fight went on over the life of Sid
On the night in the junior champion's quest
As all he will have a modern judge's toast?
As almost everybody guessed
The judges found it second best
Through the huge unsightly boil upon his nose

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Seaside Woman
© 1977 MPL Communications  (McCartney)

OH, PAPA CATCH THE FISH FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA,
MAMA FIXES NET, SHE KEEP AN EYE ON ME.
DAINTY LITTLE MAMA, SMILE ALL DAY,
COOK YOUR SWEET POTATO, AT NIGHT SHE LAY, LAY.
 
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN,
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN.
 
RIDE WITH MULE TO MARKET PLACE EACH DAY,
SELLS HER BEATEN BASKETS FOR SEA SHELL PAY.
DAINTY LITTLE MAMA, SMILE ALL DAY,
PAPA LOVE YOU, MAMA, AND HE SAY, SAY.
 
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN, (yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh)
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN.
 
(Alright, slap it on, Denny!)
 
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN,
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN.
 
(Break it up now) YEH!
(Oh, turn around)
(Ho ah!)
(Oh!)
 
(I don't wanna walk, I don't wanna talk, I just wanna be with you)
 
OH, PAPA CATCH THE FISH FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA,
MAMA FIXES NET, SHE KEEP AN EYE ON ME.
DAINTY LITTLE MAMA, SMILE ALL DAY,
PAPA LOVE YOU, MAMA, AT NIGHT HE LAY, LAY.
 
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN,
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN, (mm, mm, hey!)
OOOH, SEASIDE WOMAN, (yeh, yeh, yeh)
SEASIDE WOMAN,
SEASIDE WOMAN,
SEASIDE WOMAN.

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Waterspout
1977   (McCartney)
Unreleased song

Daddy loved a dancer, though she never gave an answer
He used to follow her all about
Still, she couldn't shake him, she didn't seem to make her mind up
Till he took her to the waterspout

Love comes in, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa whoa whoa, love comes in, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout

Woody wouldn't do it, but he said he never blew it
He didn't know what was hanging out
Oh, till he got an answer out of daddy's dancer
When she took him to the waterspout

She said, love comes in, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa whoa whoa, love comes in, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout

Only love can get you at it and in a minute
You will find yourself swimming in it, only love
Catch you up today, take your breath away
Make you want to say what you're thinking of, it's only love
Down at the bottom, down at the bottom of the waterspout
Love comes in, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout

Daddy couldn't stand it, said Woody was a mad bandit
And they were knocking each other out
Whoa oh, till the little dancer came up with another answer
When she took him to the waterspout

Said, love comes in, she said, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa whoa whoa, love comes in, yeah, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout

Only love can get you at it and in a minute
You will find yourself swimming in it, only love
Take your breath away, catch you up today
Make you want to say what you're thinking of, it's only love
Down at the bottom, down at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa, only love
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout
Well, love comes in, said, love comes out
Down at the bottom, down at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa whoa whoa, love, la la la la, love comes out
At the bottom, at the bottom of the waterspout
Makes you want to do what you're thinking of, say that only love
Oh, at the bottom, oh, at the bottom of the waterspout
Whoa whoa whoa whoa, love comes in, love comes out

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