I Love Your Cooking, Honey, But Sometimes

Pour Me Something Tall And Strong, Make It A Hurricane Before I Go Insane. It's Only Half Past Twelve But I Don't Care, It's 5 O'clock Somewhere.

Did You Weep For The Children Who Lost Their Dear Loved Ones And Pray For The Ones Who Don't Know? Did You Rejoice For The People Who Walked From The Rubble, And Sob For The Ones Left Below?

You Just Write About Things That Happen.

Love Is Stolen In The Shadows Of The Night. Though It's Wrong All Along, It Keeps Going On As Long As They Keep It Out Of Sight.

I Could Have Done A Hundred Songs, Really. It Was Hard To Narrow Them Down, Because I Tried To Pick Songs For The Most Part That Actually Did Have Some Effect On Me Or Influenced Me In The Past.