We gotta install microwave ovens Custom kitchen deliveries We gotta move these refrigerators We gotta move these color TV's You play the guitar on the MTV That ain't workin' that's the way you do it Money for nothin' and your chicks for free Money for

You can put a hole in my shoe I don't mind, yeah, that's fine For you, hoo, hoo, there's nothin' That I wouldn't do, hoo, hoo You can choose the channel When we're watchin' the T.V. Oh, babe, it's okay And you can pick the flavor

Black Cats, White Cats All my Zef Cats, look out Big dog in the place to be! Pitbull terrier, I am a pitbull terrier Pussy, for bad boy No pussy, sad boy You’re making me crazy Mal in the skull boy All work and no play

Oh bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Hey hey hey And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jilly loves you more than you will know, Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like

Clap Your Hands Everybody I'm Singing This Love Is Unbreakable We're Living Our Dreams No Thing, No Money, No Sin, No Temptation,Talking 'Bout Nothing But Y'all Know We'll Be Back Next Week Like The People On TV Through The Technical Difficulties

He lives (He lives), He lives (He lives), Christ Jesus lives today He walks with me and talks with me Along life's narrow way He lives (He lives), He lives (He lives), Salvation to impart You ask me how I know He lives? He lives within my heart I serve a

If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity? 'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why Why are you my clarity? Why are you my remedy? Hot

I’ll never forget you From the day that I met you I knew that I would love you 'til the day I die And I will never want much more And in my heart I will always be sure And you’ll always be by my side 'til the day I die 'Cause once upon a time you were my

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

Let it go, let it go Turn my back and slam the door Can’t hold you back anymore And here I stand And here I’ll stay The cold never bothered me anyway Can’t hold it back anymore The snow blows white on the mountain tonight