Daily Lyrics

All the lyrics from my daily outgoing voicemail messages, so you don't have to call me every day. So please don't call me every day. Seriously.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Paul, You Are Sixty-Four Now

“Doing the garden, digging the weeds—who could ask for more?”

When I'm Sixty-Four, by The Beatles

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