I'm Eighteen, And I Don't Know What

It Just Seemed That We Always Ended Up At The Rainbow, To The Point Where They Finally Just Said, Why Don't You Guys Go Up Into This Loft Where We'll Kind Of Protect People From Coming Around And, You Know, Sitting On The Tables. And We Thought That Was A Great Idea.

You Ain't No Hepburn And I Ain't No Fonda, But If You Were Drowning In Golden Ponda, Mouth To Mouth I'd Resuscitate You.

Nurse Rozetta, I Won't Let Her Catch Me Peering Down Her Sweeter.

She Gets A Hundred For Her Body And A Nickel For Her Soul.

Women On The Streets Want Money When We Meet. I Take Them For A Little Ride, Chop, Chop, Chop.