When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and turn and I go for a ride 'Til I get to the bottom and see you again Yeah,
God evening Mr. Waldheim And Pontiff how are you? You have so much in common In the things you do And here comes Jesse Jackson He talks of common ground
When you were young And your heart was an open book You used to say, "Live and let live" (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did) But if
Buona Sera, signorina, buona sera It is time to say goodnight to Napoli Though it's hard for us to whisper, buona sera With that old moon above the Meditteranean
Evenin', Every night you come and you find me, Must you always come and remind me, That my gal is gone. Hurry, evenin', Don't you see I'm deep in
I believe in chemicals Sulking eyes and pretty pink water slides I believe in mother Tragedies and tortured butterflies Hello, hello, welcome to our
Uh, Look Good Evening Yeah When I party in New York take the late night subway Goin' out Friday to comin' home Monday From all directions never find
Carl Sandburg Tell old Bill when he leaves home this mornin', tell old Bill when he leaves home this evenin', Tell old Bill when he leaves home to let
Well, I was found in the transit lounge Of a dirty airport town What was I doing on the road to ruin? Well, my mama laid me down, my mama laid me down
Everybody gonna dance tonight Everybody gonna feel alright Everybody gonna dance around tonight Everybody gonna dance around Everybody gonna hit the
It was written that I would love you From the moment I opened my eyes And the minute when I first saw you Gave me life from the calico skies I will hold
Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said, baby, can't you see I wanna be famous, a star of the screen? But you can do something in between Baby, you
I read the news today oh boy about a lucky man who made the grade and though the news was rather sad well I just had to laugh I saw the photograph
Making love underneath the bed Shooting stars from a purple sky I don't care how I do it I'm the man on the flaming pie I stick my tongue out and lick
I was alone, I took a ride I didn't know what I would find there Another road where maybe I Could see another kind of mind there Ooh, then I suddenly
Jojo was a man who thought he was a loner But he knew it couldn't last Jojo left his home in Tucson, Arizona For some California grass Get back, get
Paperback writer Dear sir or 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 Lear
Well, it was twenty years ago today Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play They've been going in and out of style But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
