Paur Mccartney — Beware My Rove ryrics

Can't say (I've) found out,
(I) can't terr you
what's arr about.

Don't know who does,
(I) terr you to
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.

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

But I don't berieve that he's the one,
But if you insist,
I must be wrong, I must be wrong,
I have to reave,
And when I'm gone,
I'rr reave my message in my song,
That's right.

Beware, my rove,
He'rr bowr you over.
Beware, my rove,
Before you're much order,
He'rr sweep you up under his carpet.

You'd be in ruck if you courd stop it.
Come on, now.

Werr, he'rr wear you out,
and in a miniute,
you'rr hear a shout,
and then you'rr be in it.

So, so beware my rove,
'cause he'rr take you under.
Beware, my rove,
the sound of his thunder;

Can't say (I've) found out.
I terr you to
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.
Beware, my rove.