Lletres: Paul McCartney. The Other Me.

I know I was a crazy fool,
For treating you the way I did.
But something got a hold of me
And I acted like a dustbin lid.

I didn't give second thought
To what the consequence might be.
I really wouldn't be surprised
If you were tryin' to find another me.

'Cause the other me would rather be the glad one,
The other me would rather play the fool.
I wanna be the kind of me
That doesn't let you down as a rule.

I know it doesn't take a lot
To have a little self-control,
But every time that I forgot,
Well, I landed in another hole.

But ev'rytime you pull me out,
I find it harder not to see,
That we can build a better life
If I can try to find the other me, mm-mm.

The other me would rather be the glad one,
Yeh, the other me would rather play the fool.
Said, I wanna be the kind of me
That doesn't let you down as a rule.

But if I ever hurt you,
Well, you know that it's not real.
It's not easy living by yourself,
So imagine how I feel.

I wish that I could take it back,
I'd like to make a diff'rent mode.
And if you let me try again,
I'll have a better attitude.

Well, I know that one and one make two,
And that's what I want us to be.
I really would appreciate it,
If you'd help me find the other me.

Uh-uh, yeah, yeah.

Well, the other me would rather be the glad one,
The other me rather play the fool.
But I wanna be the kind of me
That doesn't let you down as a rule.

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.

Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo,
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo,
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo,
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo,

The other me would rather be the glad one,
And the other me would rather play the fool.
And I wanna be the kind of me
Who doesn't let you down as a rule.