| First Line | Song Title |
| In the middle of the night | |
| Call me a joker, call me a fool | |
| In every heart, there is a room | |
| If it seems like I've been lost in let's remember | |
| Well, you went uptown ridin' in your limousine | |
| Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray | |
| It's nine o'clock on a Saturday | |
| Don't go changing to try and please me | |
| Some folks like to get away | |
| If you search for tenderness | |
| | First Line | Song Title |
| She can kill with a smile | |
| What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearin' | |
| Come out Virginia, don't let me wait | |
| Anthony works in the grocery store | |
| When you look into my eyes and you see the crazy gypsy in my soul | |
| You have to learn to pace yourself | |
| Bobby's drivin' through the city tonight | |
| They say it takes a lot to keep a love alive | |
| Saturday night, and you're still hangin' around | |
| Well we all have a face | |
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