Baby, girl, I think we need to Sit and talk, talk, talk Playing with my money Paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock Blowing up my heart Just stick a pin
Allemande, where have you gone? Did I know anything about you? Many moons have come and gone They wane so easily without you All along I said we'd be
Sometimes I really want to be alone But that's one state I'm never in Because I know that I've got millions upon millions Of tiny, one-celled organisms
It's all about the Pentiums, baby Uhh, uh-huh, yeah Uhh, uh-huh, yeah It's all about the Pentiums, baby It's all about the Pentiums, baby It's all about
It's been one week since we got to see Cheatin' lovers and cousins that marry Five days since they had the show With the hermaphrodite, the slut and the
["Wannabe" by Spice Girls] Yeah, well, I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want (So tell us what ya want, what ya really really want) I'
Oh, my baby, my baby she don't want me no more Ever since she saw his poster in that record store She says the way he grinds his molars is really sexy
(How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey (How ya doin' Bernie?) Oy vey, oy vey And all the goyim say, I'm pretty fly
Who's that waddlin' down the street It's just me 'cause I love to eat Fudge and twinkies and deviled ham Who's real flabby, yes, I am Every picture of
A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away Naboo was under an attack And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn Could talk the Federation in To maybe cutting
Oh, this is a story 'bout a guy named Al And he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal But the sanitation workers really didn't approve So he packed
I'm drivin' a truck Drivin' a big ol' truck Pedal to the metal, hope I don't run out of luck Rollin' down the highway until the break of dawn Drivin
AQUARIUS! There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack
Have you been to the desert? Have you walked with the dead? There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread And the figures don't lie
In Germany Before The War There was a man who owned a store In nineteen hundred thirty-four In Dusseldorf And every night at fine-o-nine He'd cross the
September '77 Port Elizabeth - Sonnenschein in Sechs-Eins-Neun endlich Ruhe nur ein Stuhl ging aus dem Leim Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko Oh Biko, Biko,
How I wished my folks were Gracious hosts and not dismayed But wit and wisdom take a back seat, girl When you're that afraid Oh, no! Bring her home and
O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum Wie treu sind deine Blatter Du grunst nicht nur zur Sommerzeit, Nein, auch im Winter, wenn es schneit. O Tannenbaum, o