Press - Paul McCartney

Darling, I love you very, very, very much

And I really am relying on your touch

But with all these people listening in

I don’t know where I ought to begin

Maybe we could hit upon a word

Something that the others haven’t heard

When you want me to love you

Just tell me to press

Right there, that’s it.

Yes.

When you feel the stress

Don’t just stand there, tell me to press

You can give me what I want I must confess

My body needs attention my mind is in a mess

Oklahoma was never like this

Never like this, it was never like this

Ever like this, say was it ever like this?

Oklahoma was never like this

It was never like this

Darling, I know it really wouldn’t be a crime

If I say I want to love you all the time

But with all these people listening in

I don’t know where I ought to begin

Maybe we should have a secret code

Before we both get ready to explode

When you want me to love you

Just tell me to press.

Press

Right there, that’s it.

Yes

When you feel the stress

Don’t just stand there

Won’t you tell me to press?