Well how can you say you will when you won`t, 
        Say you do, baby, when you don`t? 
      Tell the truth now, is love real? 
      But oh well honey don`t, well honey don`t, 
        Honey don`t, honey don`t, honey don`t 
        I say you will when you won`t, oh honey, don`t. 
      Well I love you, baby, and you ought to know 
        I like the way you wear your clothes, 
        Everything about you is so doggone sweet, 
        You got that sand all over your feet. 
      [Oh, rock on George, one time for me.] 
        [I feel fine.] 
        [I`m sad.] 
      Well sometimes I love you on a Saturday night, 
        Sunday morning you don`t look right. 
        You`ve been out painting the town, 
        uh baby, been stepping around. 
      [Oh, rock on George, for Ringo one time.]