Thank Heaven For Little Girls! For Little

Don't Let It Be Forgot, That Once There Was A Spot, For One Brief Shining Moment, That Was Known As Camelot.

Lots Of Cosy Sky That God And I Can Share. I Need Air. I Need Air.

Mud Can Make You Prisoner And The Plains Can Make You Dry. Snow Can Burn Your Eyes But Only People Make You Cry.

Why Can't A Woman Be More Like A Man? Men Are So Honest, So Thoroughly Square; Eternally Noble, Historically Fair; Who, When You Win, Will Always Give Your Back A Pat. Why Can't A Woman Be Like That?

England Still Will Be Here Without You.