Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da Lyrics by Beatles
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Desmond has a barrow in the market place
Molly is the singer in a band
Desmond says to Molly, Girl, I like your face
And Molly says this as she takes him by the hand

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on.

Desmond takes a trolly to the jeweller's store
Buys a twenty carat golden ring
Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door
And as he gives it to her she begins to sing

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on.

In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones.

Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she's a singer with the band.

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on.

In a couple of years they have built
A home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
Of Desmond and Molly Jones.

Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face
And in the evening she's a singer with the band.

Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on bra!
Lala, how the life goes on.
Well, if you want some fun, take ob-la-di-la-da
 

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