I Got Rhythm, I Got

Holding Hands At Midnight 'neath A Starry Sky... Nice Work If You Can Get It And You Can Get It -- If You Try.

Deep, Unspeakable Suffering May Well Be Called A Baptism, A Regeneration, The Initiation Into A New State.

There's A Somebody I'm Longing To See, I Hope That He, Turns Out To Be, Someone To Watch Over Me.

If You'll Promise Not To Cry, Baby, I Will Kiss You By-and-by—maybe! Though You're Six Feet Three, You Will Always Be Nothing But A Baby, Dear, To Me.

The Future Of This Nation, With The Present Generation, You Must Admit Is Nothing But A Joke