Harry Connick, Jr. - (It Must've Been Ol') Santa Claus
I think I saw ol' Santa through my window Christmas eve
My eyes were really droopy but I really do believe
It must've been ol' Santa 'cause I saw his big red hat
And I know my mom and dad can
Brian Setzer Orchestra - (The legend of) Johnny Kool
written by B. Setzer

I had one cup of coffee and a cigarette
Then I rolled out of bed with my shirt soaking wet
If I was gonna get movin', now was the time
So I packed up my bags and m
Shedaisy - 'Cause I Like It That Way
Hey Jack, take back
All those lines you're trippin'
That's not who I am
It ain't that quaint
You're composure's slippin'
Right into my hands
('Cause when- just a little bit, ju
Emmylou Harris - (You Never Can Tell) C'est La Vie
(Chuck Berry)

It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame


L.A. Guns - Dirty Luv


With crystal eyes she gazes
Like a desert flower
In the morning rain
She's well aware of every promise made
She's a child of light in a world of pain
Oh let her be free, Holy Zion
Give us eyes to see
Something to rely on
Crystal eyes, I still love you
You're my one desire
Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch
You are my crystal eyes
Crystal eyes, she don't say much
But she sees right through
Your thin disguise
You'll never know she comes and goes
Slips through the veil of the dead of night
Oh let her be free, Holy Zion
Give us eyes to see
Something to rely on
Crystal eyes, I still love you
You're my one desire
Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch
You are my crystal eyes
Crystal eyes, she's an angel
That fell to earth like a gift from God
Sweet, serene, skin like cream
My love protects your every thought
Oh let her be free, Holy Zion
Give us eyes to see
Something to rely on
Crystal eyes, I still love you
You're my one desire
Crystal eyes, I can't live without your touch
You are my crystal eyes
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Cyndi Lauper - 911
There's a riot in the kitchen and the bed's on fire
There's a locket in my pocket that I can't find
Oh I'm at the window whistling in the wind
I'm at my own front door and I can't get in

AZ - A-1 Performance
Yeah, yeah
Realism of life in actuality
Uh huh,
Yeah
I wanna tell you
Uh huh
Fuck who's the baddest , only the real could relate
Bigboys,
Nothing changed, they know
The Play
Allison Moorer - Alabama Song
(Allison Moorer/Doyle Primm)

Are you going to Alabama
Where the trees grow tall and green
I'd like to see the Gulf of Mexico
If you're going, won't you take me

Are you going to
Aaron Neville - A Hard Nut To Crack
( G. Davis, Jr , L. Diamond )

I play the game of the modern romeo but never in my life did I see
A woman as square as a pool table and twice as green
I gave you all of my money and all