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Hit History, Volume 12: 1966
01. Sloop John B.
02. No Milk Today
03. I’m a Believer
04. Busstop
05. Why Don’t You Take It
06. You Can’t Hurry Love
07. White Rabbit
08. Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
09. Pretty Flamingo
10. Good Vibrations
11. Reach Out I’ll Be There
12. I’m Your Puppet
13. Ode to Billie Jo
14. Distant Drums
15. Blowin’ in the Wind
16. Secret Agent Man
17. Lying All the Time
18. Georgy Girl
No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands for lorn, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means?
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know the palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen?

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up, two down

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day
As music played, the faster did we dance
We felt it both at once, the start of our romance

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen?

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands for love, a symbol of the dawn

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Becomes a shrine when I think of you only
Just two up, two down

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands for love, a symbol of the dawn
No milk today, it seems a common sight
But people passing by don't know the reason why

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen?

No milk today, it wasn't always so
The company was gay, we'd turn night into day

But all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town
Oh, all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town

Oh, all that's left is a place dark and lonely
A terraced house in a mean street back of town