She Came in Through the Bathroom Window

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2007.07.28 She Came In Through The Bathroom WindowPaul penned it, George played bass on it, John prefaced it with “We’ll listen to that now. He he he. Oh, look out!,” and Ringo, umm…., Ringo did as usual and safely kept measure.

The version presented here is from Beatles Anthology 3 though the song originally appeared on Abbey Road (but you knew that already). The Anthology version is longer at 3:26 and more ethereal in tone as compared to the album’s at 1:57.

There is some confusion to the origins of the lyrics. One camp claims it is inspired by a rabid fan (Diane Ashley) enacting the titular words on Paul’s bathroom. In the 2006 documentary Moody Blues: Classic Artists, the group claims the song stems from a groupie doing the same to member Ray Thomas, and successfully spent the night. The next day the story was related to Paul… and the rest is history.

Whatever the origin, the song found it’s way as the last song of a surreal triptych with “Mean Mr. Mustard” and “Polythene Pam,” each song flowing into the next.

Tom Bissel’s excellent essay on the song rather bleakly sums up the Anthology version.

It is an interesting song the way Trimalchio: An Early Version of the Great Gatsby, published in 2000, is an interesting book.

That is, its rough. Paul hits a bad note at 1:07 at the end of “She worked at 15 clubs a day.” But, it is noteworthy to see how the song progressed from wah-wah psychedelic guitar fills to the more upbeat final version.

At the end we are given a peak into the song development as Paul describes a vision where one of the verses is more “classical” as he hammers out a “In My Life” style keyboard riff.

Like geothermal forces turning coal into diamond, the Beatles duly transformed this song. I’m just happy we get to see both versions.

She came in through the bathroom window
protected by a silver spoon
But now she sucks her thumb and wonders
By the banks of her own lagoon


Didn’t anybody tell her
Didn’t anybody see
Sunday’s on the phone to Monday
Tuesday’s on the phone to me


She said she’s always been a dancer
She worked at fifteen clubs a day
And though she thought I knew the answer
Well I knew what I could not say


And so I quit the Police Department
And got myself a steady job
And though she tried her best to help me
She could steal, but she could not rob


Didn’t anybody tell her
Didn’t anybody see
Sunday’s on the phone to Monday
Tuesday’s on the phone to me

Note: More versions of this song can be found on the bootleg Black Album. Joe Cocker also released an enjoyable cover version.


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