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
Home
She Loves Me
From Here On Out
Poor Me
Tears In The Rain
The Car
Wild Blue Yonder
Silent Night
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
Home
There Goes The Neighborhood
Silent Night
Down In A Ditch
This Is Your Brain
I'm Willing To Try