I Get Tired Of Singing To The

Wise Men Say Only Fools Rush In. But I Can't Help Falling In Love With You.

On A Cold And Gray Chicago Morning Another Little Baby Child Is Born In The Ghetto, And His Mama Cries.

I Wouldn't Call Girls A Hobby. It's A Pastime.

I’m So Lucky To Be In The Position To Give. It’s Really A Gift To Give.

Just Because I Managed To Do A Little Something, I Don't Want Anyone Back Home To Think I Got The Big Head.