He May Have Hair Upon His Chest

I Ask The Lord In Heaven Above / What Is This Thing Called Love?

Be Like The Bluebird Who Never Is Blue, For He Knows From His Upbringing What Singing Can Do

Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? I Don't.

I Love Paris In The Summer, When It Sizzles.

Live And Let Live, Be And Let Be, Hear And Let Hear, See And Let See. . . . Live And Let Live And Remember This Line: 'your Bus'ness Is Your Bus'ness And My Bus'ness Is Mine.'