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Paperback writer (Paperback writer)Dear sir, madam, will you read my book?It took me years to write, will you take a look?It's based on a novel by a man named LearAnd I need a jobSo I wanna be a paperback writerPaperback writerIt's a dirty story of a dirty manAnd his clinging wife doesn't understandHis son is working for the daily mailIt's a steady jobBut he wants to be a paperback writerPaperback writer (Paperback writer)It's a thousand pages, give or take a fewI'll be writing more in a week or twoI can make it longer if you like the styleI can change it 'roundAnd I wanna be a paperback writerPaperback writerIf you really like it you can have the rightsIt could make a million for you overnightIf you must return it you can send it hereBut I need a breakAnd I want to be a paperback writerPaperback writerPaperback writer (Paperback writer)Paperback writer (Paperback writer)Paperback writer (Paperback writer)Paperback writer (Paperback writer)Paperback writer (Paperback writer)