The waitress with the orange hair… I gulp my coffee– burn my mouth– g… I smear a streak of mustard down m… And the guy behind the register ta… And looks at me as if I’ve blown…

Once there was a tree.... and she loved a little boy. And everyday the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns

Hey dragged up my holly and I pul… Hey rig down the road I tore 'em… I wheeled right in them swinging d… Out through the window with half o… Everybody stopped and roared here…

Have you heard of tiny Melinda Ma… Who ate a monstrous whale? She thought she could, She said she would, So she started in right at the tai…

Runny lent to the wibrary And there were bundreds of hooks’€… Bistory hooks, beography gooks, And lots of bory stooks. He looked them over one by one

All the Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas Layin’ in the sun, Talkin’ 'bout the things They woulda coulda shoulda done... But those Woulda-Coulda-Shouldas

No one knows my lady when she’s lo… No one sees the fantasies and fear… There are those who’ve shared her… But no one hears my lady when she… No one hears my lady when she crie…

I will not play at tug o’ war. I’d rather play at hug o’ war, Where everyone hugs Instead of tugs, Where everyone giggles

Listen to Mustn’ts, child, listen… Listen to the Shouldn’ts, the Imp… Listen to the Never Haves, then l… Anything can happen, child, Anyth…

I thought that I had wavy hair Until I shaved. Instead, I find that I have straight hair And a very wavy head.

There was a girl named Abigail Who was taking a drive Through the country With her parents When she spied a beautiful sad-eye…

Did you hear bout Stacy brown (no… He had every chick in town (no he… He had looks he had class do anyth… And everyone would shout at him wh… They said everybody got one (every…

Now I was hangin’ round Nashville… Watchin’ ‘em laugh and hand ’em ba… So I pawned my guitar and bought… When I seen an old fountain pen l… It was worn-out bent and cast asid…

Pamela Purse yelled, ‘Ladies firs… Pushing in front of the ice cream… Pamela Purse yelled, ‘Ladies firs… Grabbing the ketchup at dinnertime… Climbing on the morning bus

There is a voice inside of you that whispers all day long, ‘I feel that this is right for me, I know that this is wrong.’ No teacher, preacher, parent, frie…