Interpret:

Paul McCartney

Album:

Wings at the Speed of Sound

Can`t say I`ve found out, 
I can`t tell you 
what`s all about. 
Don`t know who does, 
I tell you to 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 


Oh, oh, oh, 
No, no, no. 
I must be wrong, baby, yeah. 


But I don`t believe that he`s the one, 
But if you insist, 
I must be wrong, I must be wrong, 
I have to leave, 
And when I`m gone, 
I`ll leave my message in my song, 
That`s right. 


Beware, my love, 
He`ll bowl you over. 
Beware, my love, 
Before you`re much older, 
He`ll sweep you up under his carpet. 


You`d be in luck if you could stop it. 
Come on, now. 


Well, he`ll wear you out, 
and in a miniute, 
you`ll hear a shout, 
and then you`ll be in it. 


So, so beware my love, 
`cause he`ll take you under. 
Beware, my love, 
the sound of his thunder; 


Can`t say (I`ve) found out. 
I tell you to 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love. 
Beware, my love.