Текст: Paul McCartney. Movie Magg.

Now let me take you to the movies Magg
So I can hold your hand
Oh well, it ain't that I don't like your house
It's just that doggone man

And that double barrel behind the door
It waits for Carl I know
Oh, climb upon ol' Becky's back
And let's ride to the picture show

I only see her once a week
And that's when my work is through
I break new ground the whole week long
With my mind set straight on you

And I've polished up my ol' horse Becky
And she looks good I know
So climb upon ol' Becky's back
And let's ride to the picture show

Now won't you let me take you to the show
So I can hold your hand
Oh, it ain't that I don't like your house
It's just that doggone man

And that double barrel behind the door
It waits for me I know
So climb upon ol' Becky's back
And let's ride to the picture show

Well, I break new ground the whole week long
With my mind set straight on you
And every time I try to smile
My heart it breaks in two

Oh, I slick myself for Saturday night
'Cause there's one thing I know
I'm a gonna take my Maggie dear
To the Western picture show

Now won't you let me take you to the show
So I can hold your hand
Oh, it ain't that I don't like your house
It's just that doggone man

And that double barrel behind the door
Lord, it waits for me I know
So climb upon ol' Becky's back
And let's ride to the picture show