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Outta sight, buy your kicks from the man in the white Feels all right, powder pleasure in your nose tonight See the men paint their faces and cry (Like some girls) Like some girl, it makes you wonder why City life, sure its cool, but it cuts like a knife, it's your life So forget all that you see It's not reality, it's just a fantasy Can't you see what this crazy life is doin' to me? Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life? Life is just a fantasy, can you live this fantasy life?

For comedy it’s The Office and Parks & Rec. For feel good it’s Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons. For drama it’s Breaking Bad when they run it.

Shoot to thrill, play to kill Too many women with too many pills, said Shoot to thrill, play to kill I got my gun at the ready, gonna fire at will 'Cause I shoot to thrill, and I'm ready to kill I can't get enough and I can't get my fill I shoot to thrill, play to kill

(For your love) I'd give you everything and more, and that's for sure (For your love) I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door (For your love) To thrill you with delight I'll give you diamonds bright There'll be things that will excite To make you dream of me at night (For your love) (For your love) (For your love)

Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning When through the sleepy haze I see her lying there Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair When I awake and see her there so close beside me I want to take her in my arms The ache is there so deep inside me

Well, it seems a long time ago You were the lonely one Now it comes to letting go You are the only one Do you know what you've done It's so funny how we don't talk anymore It's so funny why we don't talk anymore But I ain't losing sleep and I ain't counting sheep It's so funny how we don't talk anymore

Who's gonna tell you when It's too late? Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great? You can't go on thinking Nothing's wrong, oh oh Who's gonna drive you home Tonight?

Black is black I want my baby back It's grey, it's grey Since she went away, oh oh What can I do 'Cause I-I-I-I-I I'm feelin' blue

Well, I wanna make love to you tonight I can't wait 'til the mornin' has come You know, I know now the time is just right And straight into my arms you will run And when you come, my heart will be waiting To make sure that you're never alone There and then all my dreams will come true, dear There and then I will make you my own

I'm traveling down the road and I'm flirting with disaster I got the pedal to the floor, my life is running faster I'm out of money, out of hope, it looks like self destruction Well, how much more can you take with all of this corruption?

I saw him play at the NY State Fair a few years ago. It was a 2pm show and he said that was usually the time he was waking up. He was a bit upset because he said he only had time to play Allman Brothers songs and not his solo work.

Here I go again on my own Going down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone And I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity And I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days

We're so sorry, uncle Albert But we haven't done a bloody thing all day We're so sorry, uncle Albert But the kettle's on the boil And we're so easily called away

I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour That's when my love come tumbling down I'm gonna wait 'til the midnight hour When there's no one else around I'm gonna take you, girl, and hold you And do all things I told you, in the midnight hour