A suitcase and a trunk
A green manalishi
It’s Sunday morning coming down.
A suitcase and a trunk.
I think her name is Debra… What do I want?
If you sing with another man… in harmony… what will the folks you’re singing for think?
Yes.
These are still unanswered:
Who watches over you?
What makes me know that there is nothing we can do?
My friends, I am suprised no one has told me:
Where is the answer?
You’ve been coming home at 5 AM and I’ve been suspicious. What must I do now to prove your infidelity?
Sir Prize, the answer is blowin’ in the wind.
Correct answers on flip-flops (from “Margaritaville”) and Sunday (from “Sunday Morning Coming Down.”
Also correct on never been to me (ick).
Correct.
Wow, the inflation! Bruder paid a bit more than that.
A few more:
What can you hear, Fernando?
What is the marital status of Mother Nature?
Why did I take a walk around the world?
Where are we scratching at the bottom for another clue?
Where do infinitely living, pink air breathing people live?
Good job, Clark K! Moved like Harlow in Monte Carlo, and showed 'em what I’ve got. 
They had to commit me. They cut off my legs–now I’m an amputee, God damn you!
Just one stinker left in my pile now:
In the quiet of the night is when the snake is in the crawling…then what happens?
Hints? A one-hit wonder of the eighties, the name of the song was also the name of a video game.
The drums, the drums, my god the drums! Make them stop!
Nor do the people of Planet Clair have a head. (Which seems to make it an ideal place for a Men Without Hats reunion tour.)
I’m curious if anyone can get these that I floated earlier. Too obscure? I didn’t think so.
Why did they hold a concert out in Brooklyn?
It was a fine idea at the time. What is it now?
When I met you at the station, what were you holding in your hand?
I’m not going to cook your favorite dish, but where will I order it from?
This one I know: Zanzibar!
Bingo (or somewhere else, depending on which live recording you’ve heard).
Yes and yes (What the hell is a manalishi anyway, though?!)
I have always wondered what the things she saw were that a woman ain’t supposed to see.
My best guess: stand-up urinals.
Oh God thats a horrible song, and I have it stuck in my head now!
Mercy! :eek:
[del]Heh heh heh [/del] I am sorry to hear that.
I was driving my V-8 Ford when I caught Mabeline at the top of the hill.