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
The Car
Almost Home
Silent Night
From Here On Out
She Loves Me
Home
Tears In The Rain
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow
There Goes The Neighborhood
Wild Blue Yonder
This Is Your Brain
The Car
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Poor Me
Leroy The Redneck Reindeer
John Deere Green
Texas Size Heartache