It's Not Enough For Me To Cover

I Don't Know About You, But I Can Tell When Someone's Lying. They Can't Look You In The Eye - They Look You In The Bridge Of Your Nose.

By The End Of The Week, If I'm Still Alive, I Get To Write Whatever I Want About It All.

A Musical Blast! Fun For The Whole Nuclear Family!

For Better Or Worse, I've Always Tried To March To My Own Drum And Tell It Like It Is, While Preserving Some Integrity And Style. God, I'm Fabulous!

I Can't Drive, So I Can Only Live In New York, Which Is Fine With Me.