The Beatles — Fixing A Hole

Fixing A Hole

I’m fixing a hole
Where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go…

I’m filling the cracks
That ran through the door
And kept my mind from wandering
Where it will go…

And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong, I’m right!
Where I belong I’m right! Where I belong!..
See the people standing there
Who disagree… and never win
And wonder why they don’t get in my door!..

I’m painting the room
In a colorful way
And when my mind is wandering
There I will go…
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ah-ah…Hey-hey-hey!..Hey!..)

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And it really doesn’t matter if I’m wrong, I’m right!
Where I belong I’m right! Where I belong!..
Silly people run around,
They worry me
An’ never ask me why they don’t get past my door!..

I’m taking the time
For a number of things
That weren’t important… yesterday,
And I still go… (woo-ooh-ooh-oh-oh…)

I’m fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go…[x2]

[REPEAT]