I can't get rich; I can't make a living,
But I sure do something for the neighborhood women.
I wake up every morning with a knocking at my door;
You can't keep 'em waiting when they're yelling for more.
Tears In The Rain
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
She Loves Me
Almost Home
The Car
From Here On Out
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Poor Me
She Loves Me
Tears In The Rain
The Car
Silent Night
There Goes The Neighborhood
Wild Blue Yonder
In Another World
Silent Night
Down In A Ditch
This Is Your Brain
A Night To Remember
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