This happened once before
When I came to your door, no reply
They said it wasn't you
But I saw you peep through your window
I saw the light
I saw the light
I know that you saw me
'Cause I looked up to see your face
I tried to telephone
They said you were not home, that's a lie
'Cause I know where you've been
I saw you walk in your door
I nearly died
I nearly died
'Cause you walked hand in hand
With another man in my place
If I were you, I'd realize that I
Love you more than any other guy
And I'll forgive the lies that I
Heard before, when you gave me no reply
I tried to telephone
They said you were not home, that's a lie
'Cause I know where you've been
I saw you walk in your door
I nearly died
I nearly died
'Cause you walked hand in hand
With another man in my place
No reply
No reply
I love the darkness about this song. It’s very relatable: that moment when you realise you’ve been played, been cast aside for another. And the melody is very catchy. Those handclaps: oh, wow. I love those handclaps. I think I mentioned before (maybe) how I sometimes (often) become obsessed with tiny parts of songs. Well, in this song, the handclaps are it. I love how all four Beatles are credited with them. John wrote this song, although Paul claims to have written the middle eight. I’m not sure whether John would agree with this if he were alive today. The way they remembered their writing, individually, tended to differ from time to time. But, whoever wrote it — and I suspect it was a joint effort — I love it.
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