| Opening Lyric | Song | Artist |
|---|
| Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans | |
| I may not always love you | |
| Once upon a time you dressed so fine | |
| She would never say where she came from | |
| She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean | |
| I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life | |
| People try to put us down | |
| I get up in the evening and I ain't got nothing to say | |
| Breaking rocks in the hot sun | |
| I got another confession to make | |
| You used to get it in your fishnets | |
| I looked out this morning and the sun was gone | |
| | Opening Lyric | Song | Artist |
|---|
| I'm not content to be with you in the daytime | |
| When I was a young boy my father took me into the city | |
| I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping | |
| Dig if you will a picture | |
| I've watched the stars fall silent from your eyes | |
| There's no point in asking you'll get no reply | |
| An ending fitting for the start you twist and tore our love apart | |
| I pulled into Nazareth, I was feeling about half past dead | |
| I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar | |
| Some people might say my life is in a rut | |
| I get up, and nothing gets me down | |
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