Inspired by pulikamel in this thread.
What would happen if songs had to be grammatically correct? For instance:
“I don’t have anybody that I can depend on.”
“I can’t get any satisfaction.”
“She is.” (from the Pajama Game)
“It isn’t necessarily so.”
Join in!
“There Isn’t Any Mountain High Enough”
Tip o’ the hat to Stan Freberg:
Elderly Man River, that Elderly Man River,
He must know something, but he doesn’t say anything…
“In the desert, you can remember your name because there isn’t anyone who can give you any pain there.”
I think you mean “Senior Citizen River” . . .
“We all need somebody on which to lean.”
“Isn’t that a shame?”
“I’m not misbehaving.”
“I’m not going to whistle Dixie any more.”
“The Devil and I Blues”
I think you mean “on whom.” 
What if God were one of us?
I would like to know what love is?
I am going to depart this local vicinity in a prompt fashion, and not in a figurative sense. Which I think is what ‘I’m gonna get real gone’ from the Cars sound track, is trying to say.
Mrs/ miss/ Ms, could you please decease crying for the following reasons.
We don’t need any education!
“And I need to be redeemed [del]to[/del] by the one I sinned against”
“[She] says [that] I’m a bad man, [and] she’s locking me out”
“As I listened through the cemetery trees <–> they said she died easy of a broken heart disease”
Don’t you wish your girlfriend were hot like me?
… on whom we can lean …
You are nothing if not a hound-dog.
My breasts and buttocks; my breasts and buttocks; my breasts and buttocks; my lovely feminine curves.
She certainly is sweet, isn’t she? (The Beatles)
There doesn’t seem to be any sunshine when she is gone. (Bill Withers)
It certainly seems to be funky at present. (James Brown)
I’m not above imploring you. (The Temptations)
We have decided that we probably do need education, particularly in English.
However, we remain unanimous in our opposition to thought control, and we continue to be unhappy with the high level of dark sarcasm in the classroom.
Penis
Actually, that was one that they got right.
All-in-all, you’re just so many bricks in the wall.