On the Cover of the Rolling Stone
Where It’s At
In A town without pity.
Don’t cry for me Argentina
When my baby … When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio… de Janeiro
For baby, for Bobby
For the Good Times
c’mon, baby, let the good times roll
Look what the cat dragged in.
Cat’s in the Cradle
Lovecats
in The Year of the Cat
When I was 17… It was a very good year
(that wasn’t a title!)
I was All Revved Up (and no place to go)
With no particular place to go!
Don’t try Suicide
Suicide is Painless
All Dead, All Dead
I’ll meet you at The Cemetery Gates
Dead on Time !