Dear Wack!

Dear Wack! Brian Matthew: Well, despite the fact the next request comes from 132 Perry Road, Sherwood in Nottingham, it's headed up the pool, and starts: Dear Whack, so John you take it from there. John: Dear Whack, Please ask those gorgeos lads--he,he--called the Beatles--ba ba ba ba boo boo boo--to sing You Really Got A Hold On Me, for Di, Gus, Vis, and me. Also, for the Beatles them selves, especially Paul--hu--and everybody that was in the Roy Orbison tour, I am a regular listener of Pop Go The Beatles, good lad, you're a lad, and please tell the boys that all the girls in our office think it is a fab show... Brian Matthew: Alright, oh, stop with that. Wo, that's plenty. And now, what are you going to sing for us? John: You Really Got A Hold On Me, mother.