Lyrics

Written by The Beatles.

Shot!
Here come old flat top. He come, grooving up slowly
He got, joo joo eyeball. He one, holy roller
He got, hair down to his knees
Got to be a joker he just do what he please.
Shot! Yeah we grooving up slowly.

He wear no shoe shine. He got, toe jam football
He got, monkey finger. He shoot, Coca-Cola
He say, I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you’ve got to be free
Come together, right now, over me
You’ve got to be free

He bag production. He got, walrus gumboot
He got, Ono sideboard. He one, spinal cracker
He got, feet down below his knees
Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease
Come together, right now, over me
Yeah, right
Huh-ha, huh-ha, huh-ha…here come, come, come

He roller coaster. He got, early warning
He got, muddy waters. He one, mojo filter
He say, one and one and one is three
Got to be good looking cause he's so hard to see
Come together, right now, over me
Yeah, right, ahhh

Come together, oh, yeah, come together, oh, yeah
Come together, oh, ah, come together, yeah!
Come together, right now, over me