Death Is Very Often Referred

Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue, Oh How My Heart Yearns For You.

That'll Be The Day When I Die.

Oh Boy, When You're With Me. Oh Boy, I Want The World To See That You Were Meant For Me.

If Anyone Asks You What Kind Of Music You Play, Tell Him 'pop.' Don't Tell Him 'rock 'n' Roll' Or They Won't Even Let You In The Hotel.

I'm Not Trying To Stump Anybody... It's The Beauty Of The Language That I'm Interested In.