PastaJoe

Some girls give me money, some girls buy me clothes Some girls give me jewelry, that I never thought I'd own Some girls give me diamonds, some girls, heart attacks Some girls I give all my bread to, I don't ever want it back

Or they could be buying it for someone else. My mother made me go to the store for my sister when it was needed right away.

I love you baby like a flower loves the spring And I love you baby like a robin loves to sing And I love you baby like a schoolboy loves his pie And I love you baby, river deep, mountain high Baby, baby, baby, oh, baby oh oh Do I love you, my oh my Yeah, river deep, mountain high, yeah, yeah, yeah If I lost you, would I cry Oh, how I love you baby. Baby, baby, baby.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin' So hush little baby, don't you cry

If you're going to San Francisco Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair If you're going to San Francisco You're gonna meet some gentle people there For those who come to San Francisco Summertime will be a love-in there In the streets of San Francisco Gentle people with flowers in their hair

Yesterday a morning came, a smile upon your face Caesar's palace, morning glory, silly human, silly human race, On a sailing ship to nowhere, leaving any place, If the summer change to winter, yours is no, Yours is no disgrace Yours is no disgrace Yours is no disgrace

And all that you eat And everyone you meet And all that you slight And everyone you fight And all that is now And all that is gone And all that's to come And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is eclipsed by the moon

Don't know much about history Don't know much biology Don't know much about a science book Don't know much about the French I took But I do know that I love you And I know that if you love me, too What a wonderful world this would be

Holding back the years Chance for me to escape from all I've known Holding back the tears Cause nothing here has grown I've wasted all my tears Wasted all those years And nothing had the chance to be good Nothing ever could yeah, oh

Money, it's a crime Share it fairly, but don't take a slice of my pie Money, so it's said It's the root of all evil today But if you ask for a rise It's no surprise that they're giving none away

So take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Say I won't be coming home, gonna start a new life Take a letter Maria, address it to my wife Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta start a new life

My go-to is pepperoni and mushrooms, but I’ll eat pretty much anything if it’s offered. In my younger days I ate 20 slices at the Pizza Hut buffet. For frozen I get DiGiorno Supreme so I can say I ate some vegetables that day.

I was at the very first Bills game played at Rich Stadium. A pre-season game vs Washington. My parents, sister, and I drove from Syracuse. The Thruway was jammed for miles. But since we left early we were there from the start. Sat in the last row up top so we could see all the traffic. Herb Mul-Key ran the opening kickoff back for a Redskin TD. Cars and buses were still driving in at halftime. I still have the commemorative coin they handed out.

And I know the roads to riches And I know the ways to fame I know all the rules and then I know how to break 'em And I always know the name of the game But I don't know how to leave you And I'll never let you fall And I don't know how you do it Making love out of nothing at all

Before them were the Stallions who played in the Aud.

I was lookin' for love in all the wrong places Lookin' for love in too many faces Searchin' their eyes Lookin' for traces of what I'm dreaming of Hoping to find a friend and a lover I'll bless the day I discover another heart Lookin' for love

Cover me, when I run Cover me, through the fire Something knocked me out the trees Now I'm on my knees Cover me, darling please Hey-ey-ey Monkey, monkey, monkey Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey?

Lived in sin for 3 years until she gave me the ultimatum that it was “time to fish or cut bait”. Have been married for 35 years.

Red red wine you make me feel so fine You keep me rocking all of the time Red red wine, you make me feel so grand I feel a million dollars when you're just in my hand Red red wine, you make me feel so sad Any time I see you go, it makes me feel bad Red red wine, you make me feel so fine Monkey back and ease up on the sweet deadline Red red wine, you give me whole heap of zing Whole heap of zing, you make me do my own thing Red red wine, you give enough of love You're kind of loving like a blessing from above Red red wine, I loved you right from the start Right from the start, with all of my heart Red red wine in an eighties style Red red wine in a modern beat style

Bought a two-bit mule From a horse-theivin' fool To cross the Rio Grande alone I had to steer clear But I had not a fear Where the federale roamed Once I was through I knew what to do Had to send that old mule home I'm now on the trail That lead most to hell After Pancho Villa's gold Desert wind Blowin' me away again Now you're my only friend I've got left to call

Take my hope Maybe even share a joke If there's good to be shown You may make it all your own And if you want to quit that's fine While you're out looking for cloud nine

I told you about strawberry fields You know the place where nothing is real Well, here's another place you can go Where everything flows Looking through the bent-backed tulips To see how the other half lives Looking through a glass onion

I've seen the lights go out on Broadway I saw the Empire State laid low And life went on beyond the Palisades They all bought Cadillacs and left there long ago They held a concert out in Brooklyn To watch the Island bridges blow They turned our power down And drove us underground But we went right on with the show