Too Much Of Nothing, It Just Makes

She Took Off Her Wheel, Took Off Her Bell, Took Off Her Wig, Said, How Do I Smell? I Hot Footed It Barenaked Out The Window.

Everyone Of Them Words Rang True And Glowed Like Burning Coal, Pouring Off Every Page Like It Was Written In My Soul From Me To You.

Why Nicolas Sarkozy Is The Head Of France, [he Is] Warm And Extremely Likeable.

A Song Is Anything That Can Walk By Itself.

Suddenly I Found You And The Spirit In Me Sings, Don't Have To Look No Further, You're The Soul Of Many Things.