Your cash ain’t nothin’ but trash.
Farewell To The Gold
The Gold Rush Is Over
Love Over Gold
I takes love over gold
Bridge over troubled water.
Blackwater.
Black is black (I want my baby back)
I want my babyback ribs.
I’m bringin’ sexy back.
I’m too sexy.
You light up my life.
You sexy thing.
Do you think I’m Sexy?
You take my breath away.
Do ya?
Breathe?
Can you see the real me, can ya?
I can see clearly now.
These eyes!
I’m Leaving On A Jet Plane