Beatlemania

Love me; do ask me why. From me to you, I saw her standing there; she loves you. I want to hold your hand; please please me. It won't be long; it's been a hard day's night. All my loving... I'm a loser. Can't buy me love eight days a week; I'll be back again. I feel fine and I love her. No reply? Help! You're going to lose that girl yesterday; yes, it is the word. You've got to hide your love away, day tripper. Ticket to ride? I'm down. We can work it out in my life. Norwegian Wood? Think for yourself; drive my car nowhere, man. 

P.S.- I love you.

I was trying for a day to walk to a waltz's 3-beats, as opposed to a 2-beat march. It doesn't work. We only have 2 legs.