| Lyric | Musical | Song |
| Days are made of moments, all worth exploring | |
| And you'll find nothing like her F.A.O. Schwartz | |
| Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl who's gone and slept with the patron | |
| They're not my home, not anymore, not like they so were before | |
| And when he speaks, and when he talks to me- music! Mystery! | |
| Take cold showers everyday, and throw my life away for a dream that won't come true | |
| You've got to be taught, before it's too late, before you're 6 or 7 or 8 | |
| I thought the good guys would triumph, I trusted the hero, I didn't hear his goodbye | |
| Take it slow and Daddy-O, you can live it up and die in bed | |
| A gloomy church that you're not in can lead a girl to mortal sin | |
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| Anyone for brownies? Anyone for chocolate chips? Anyone for anything that isn't dated? | |
| The fruit of knowledge has a bitter taste, but the bliss of ignorance can never be replaced | |
| It's the sort of thing one sees in Appalachia | |
| Would you build me a house all painted white, cute and clean and purty and bright | |
| But that which thou desirest, our humble, thankful hearts | |
| Don't talk of June, Don't talk of fall, Don't talk at all! | |
| Because a breeze might stir a rainbow up behind me that might happen to catch the gentleman's eye | |
| But I was a child raising a child, Those weeks full of joy, then a moment of dread | |
| With you for me and me for you, we'll muddle through whatever we do. | |
| Is one a crusader - or ruthless invader? It's all in which label is able to persist | |
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