I was almost always true to you.
We’re trapped in a world that’s troubled with pain. As long as a man has the strength to dream, he can redeem his soul and fly.
The child needs a helping hand or he’ll grow up to be an angry young man some day.
I look at you and wham, I’m head over heals. I guess that love is like a banana peel.
Love is a thing you never can share.
I don’t mind being controversial. Even Jesus wasn’t loved in his day.
The road to love is full of danger signs.
In my beach shack, we’ll be alone. In my beach shack, I’ll make you feel at home.
You don’t like hot rod racing or driving late at night, you just want to park where it’s nice and dark.
I’m with a crowd but oh so alone.
I love only one girl, one in every town.
I’ll be a fool or a wiseman, my darling, you hold the key. Anyway you want me, that’s how I will be.
Life has taught me one big lesson, always keep the girlies guessing.
Number 47 said to number 3, you’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I forgot to remember to forget.
I’ve spent a life time waiting for the right time, now that you’re near, the time is here at last.
Nine and nine makes fourteen, four and four makes nine. The clock is striking thirteen, I think I’ve lost my mind.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill. For my darling, I love you, and I always will.
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind. Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine.
Make me feel at home, if you really care, scratch my back and run your pretty fingers through my hair.