I Kissed Goodbye The Howling

All These People That I Used To Know, They're An Illusion To Me Now. Some Are Mathematicians, Some Are Carpenters' Wives.

There Are A Lot Of Places I Like, But I Like New Orleans Better.

The Enemy Is Subtle, How Be It We Are So Deceived, When Truth's In Our Hearts And We Still Don't Believe.

Mona Lisa Must Have Had The Highway Blues; You Can Tell By The Way She Smiles.

You Shouldn't Let Other People Get Your Kicks For You.