He's A Man All work and no play Makes Dick a dull dull boy Career gets in the way Square jaw Such a handsome face Why do you have to save the human race? Life of crime No it never pays Clean up the streets and make your Secret get away All alone In your room with your radio No one to hold you, had to let her go You're a man with a gun in your hand Waging a war between good and evil Can be a bore If you don't take time It's not nice So here's my advice Take your love on the run Oh God, let me be the one Ah, ah, man with a gun All boss and no brains Bullies and thugs They take up all your time in vain Can't let go Someone cries and you hear the call Who's gonna catch you Don't good guys ever fall? All alone In your room with your radio No one to hold you I would never let you go You're a man with a gun in your hand Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore If you don't take time It's not nice So here's my advice Take your love on the run Oh God, let me be the one Ah, ah, man with a gun 'Cause I can show you some fun You are a man with a gun in your hand Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore If you don't take time It's not nice So here's my advice Take your love on the run Oh God, let me be the one Ah, ah, man with a gun Take it out of your hand Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore If you don't make time It's not nice So here's my advice Take your love on the run Oh God, let me be the one

Sooner Or Later Sooner or later you're gonna be mine Sooner or later you're gonna be fine Baby It's time that you face it I always get my man Sooner or later you're gonna decide Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide Baby It's time so why waste it in chatter? Let's settle the matter Baby, you're mine on a platter I always get my man. But if you insist Babe The challenge delights me The more you resist babe The more it excites me And no one I've kissed babe Ever fights me again If you're on my list It's just a question of when When I get a yen, then baby I'm counting to ten And then ..... I'm gonna love you like nothing You've known I'm gonna love you And you all alone Sooner is better than later but lover I'll hover I'll plan This time I'm not only getting I'm holding my man

Hanky Panky Come over here! Some girls they like candy And others they like to grind I'll settle for the back of your hand Somewhere on my behind Treat me like I'm a bad girl Even when I'm being good to you I don't want you to thank me You can just spank me Some guys like to sweet talk And others they like to tease Tie my hands behind my back and Oooo, I'm in ecstasy Don't slobber me with kisses I can get that from my sisters Before I get too cranky, you better Like hanky panky Nothing like a good spanky Don't take out your handkerchiefs I don't wanna cry I just wanna Hanky panky Like hanky panky Nothing like a good spanky Don't take out your handkerchiefs I don't wanna cry I just wanna Hanky panky guy Please don't call a doctor 'Cause there's nothing wrong with me I just like things a little rough and You better not disagree 'Cause I don't like a big softie I like someone mean and bossy Let me speak to you frankly, you better What about? Yeah. That's an interesting My bottom hurts Just thinking about it Treat me like I'm a bad girl Even when I'm being good to you I don't want you to thank me you better... OooOh, yeeah Get the picture That's the way I came into this world The doctor said Lady, she's a beautiful girl He gave me a spanky and the doctor smiled So give it up, honey 'Cause I want it Yeah

I'm Going Bananas Hola! Ese bato loco! I'm going bananas And I feel like my poor little mind is being Devoured by piranhas For I'm going bananas I'm non compos mentes And I feel like a tooth being drilled A nerve being killed by a dentist For I'm non compos mentes Who knows? Could be the tropic heat Or something that I eat That makes me gonzo I do carry on so For I'm going bananas Someone book me a room in The hot haciendo with all my mananas For I'm going bananas I'm going meshuga All day long there's a man in my Brain incessently playing "Booga wooga" But I'm going meshuga There's bats in my belfry Won't you make sure this straightjacket's tight Otherwise I might get myself free Yes, there's bats in my belfry

Cry Baby My guy is really something he's sensitive and shy My guy is such a bumpkin It doesn't take much to make him cry If you hurt someone helpless It's like taking away all his toys He's just a cry baby boy My guy is sentimental He's always feeling blue He can be so temperamental And I don't know what I should do If you step on a little bug he cries all Over the floor He's just a cry baby bore I don't want to hurt his feelings But his outbursts have me really Boo-hoo-hoo-ing all the time If I turn out like him I think I'm gonna cry, baby La, la, la, la, la, la,la,la He's such a cry baby La, la, la, la, la, la,la,la My guy is such a wet noodle He's always teary eyed He acts like a real cock a doodle He can't even tell you why If you just play him a sappy song He acts like his doggie just died He's just a cry baby guy My guy is such a whiner He's worse than baddie so A cockroach seen in the diner And the tears flow out of the blue And if I ask him to knock it off He goes and cries in the can He's such a cry baby man I love a cry baby, La, la, la, la, la, la,la,la He's such a cry baby, La, la, la, la, la, la,la,la

Something To Remember Seems I've played the game For much too long I let people buy my love and I Never got to sing my songs for you. I had all my bets laid all on you Set your stakes too high You're bound to lose. In the game of love You pay your dues. Say that happiness cannot be measured And a little pain can bring you All life's little pleasures. What a joke. I was not your woman I was not your friend But you gave me Something to remember No other man said love yourself Nobody else can We weren't meant to be At least not in this lifetime But you gave me Something to remember I hear you still say Love yourself I had all my bets laid all on you Set your stakes too high You're bound to lose In the game of love I've paid my dues Guess I'm waiting for my place in your sun Wish I had the chance to know you And it wasn't stormy weather What a shame Who's to blame?

Back In Business I'm gonna show you that Good guys don't always win I'm gonna show you The brighter side of living in sin So when you're six feet under You won't wonder why Just 'cause you got a halo Don't mean that you can fly If you thought it was over You're way off track You made a blunder You put me back Back in business This ain't no hit or miss I'm gonna get my way 'Cause you put me back Back in business You're my first witness And I'm here to stay I'm gonna show you good guys Always finish last Speaking of virtue Being nice is a thing of the past When I want something done I'll say it with a gun Just 'cause you're an angel Don't mean you're having fun I just wanted to thank you For what you lack Hope they don't hang you A tisket, a tasket You've lost your yellow basket. (You don't know if you want to hit me or kiss me) I just wanted to thank you for what you lack Hope they don't hang you He's back in business now Give me a hand and I'll take a bow He's back in business now Badaah, badaah, badaah,doo Daadah, badaah,badaah, bahadah He's coming back in style Give me an inch and I'll take a mile He's back and why oh why Badaah, badaah, badaah,doo Daadah, badaah,badaah, bahadah

More Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing Which was fine with me Because I had rhythm, music, love The sun, the stars and The moon above Had the clear blue sky And the deep blue sea That was when the best things In life were free Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty Which is fine with me 'Cause I still got love I still got rhythm But look at what I got to go with 'em. Who could ask for anything more I hear you query Who would ask for anything more Well, let me tell you, dearie Got my diamonds Got my yacht Got a guy I adore I'm so happy with what I got I want more!!!!! Count your blessings, one, two, three I just hate keeping score Any number is fine with me As long as it's more As long as it's more!!!!! I'm no mathematician All I know is addition I find counting a bore Keep the number mounting Your accountant does the counting. I got rhythm, music too Just as much as before Got my guy and my sky of blue Now, however I own the view More is better than nothing, true But nothing's better than more!!, more!!, more!! Nothing's better than more!!!! One is fun, why not two? And if you like two You might as well have four And if you like four, why not a few Why not a slew More!!! More!!! If you've got a little Why not a lot? Add and bit and it'll get to be an oodle. Every jot and tittle adds to the pot Soon you've got the kit as well As the caboodle. More! More! Never say when, Never stop at plenty, If it's gonna rain, let it pour. Happy with ten, Happier with twenty If you like a penny, Wouldn't you like many much more? Or does that sound too greedy That's not greed, no, indeedy That's just stocking the store Gotta fill your cupboard Remember Mother Hubbard. More! More! Each possession you possess Helps your spirits to soar That's what's soothing about excess Never settle for something less Something's better than nothing, yes! But nothing's better than more, more more Except all, all, all Except once you have it all You may find all else above That though things are bliss There's one thing you miss, and that's More!!!! More!!!!More!!!! More!!!! More!!! More!!!!More!!!! More!!!! More!!!!

What Can You Lose What can you lose Only the blues Why keep concealing Everything you're feeling Say it to her What can you lose Maybe it shows She's had clues Which she chose to ignore Maybe though she knows And just wants to go on as before. As a friend Nothing more So she closes the door Well if she does Those are the dues Once the words are spoken Something may be broken Still, you love her What can you lose But what if she goes At least now You have part of her What if she had to choose Leave it alone Hold it all in Better a bone Don't even begin With so much to win There's too much to lose

Now I'm Fallong For You Let's dance You can do a little two step I'll go anywhere that you step to 'Cause I'm following you My feet might be falling out of rhythm Don't know what I'm doing with them But I know I'm following you Unlikely as it is to me On the floor with two left feet Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat But who's counting Encore Once again around the dance floor Romance is in the picture too Now I'm following you Unlikely as it is to me On the floor with two left feet Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat But who's counting Encore Once again around the dance floor Romance is in the picture too Now I'm following you

Now I'm Falling For You Let's dance You can do a little two step I'll go anywhere that you step to 'Cause I'm following you My feet might be falling out of rhythm Don't know what I'm doing with them But I know I'm following you Unlikely as it is to me On the floor with two left feet Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat But who's counting Encore Once again around the dance floor Romance is in the picture too Now I'm following you Take it away boys "Calling Dick Tracy" "Calling Dick Tracy" "Come here Tracy" "This is Sam" "What are you doing up there" I'll tell ya "Calling Dick Tracy" "Calling Dick Tracy" "Do you read me, Tracy?" "To tell you the truth Tracy" "I don't know" Find out An unexamined life is not worth living Come over here!!! Let's dance You can do a little two step I'll go anywhere that you step to 'Cause I'm following you My feet Encore Once again around the dance floor Romance is in the picture too Now I'm following you But who's counting What about Dick Tracy? Dick that's an interesting name Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick My bottom hurts just thinking about it Unlikely as it is to me On the floor with two left feet Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat But who's counting Encore Once again around the dance floor Romance is in the picture too Now I'm following you Would you knock it off please? Thank you

Vogue Strike a pose Strike a pose Vogue Vogue Vogue Vogue Look around everywhere You turn is heartache It's everywhere that you go You try everything you Can to escape The pain of life that you know When all else fails And you long to be Something better than you are today I know a place where you Can get away It's called a dance floor And here's what it's for So.... Come on Vogue Let your body move to the music Hey, hey, hey Come on Vogue Let your body go with the flow You know you can do it All you need is your own imagination So use it that's what it's for Go inside For your finest inspiration Your dreams will open the door It makes no difference if you're black or white If you're a boy or a girl If the music's pumping it will Give you new life You're a superstar... yes That's what you are you know it Beauty's where you find it Not just where you bump and grind it Soul is in the musical That's where I feel so beautiful Magical Life's a ball So get up on the dance floor Vogue Beauty's where you find it Vogue Beauty's where you find it Greta Garbo and Monroe Deitrich and DiMaggio Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean On the cover of a magazine Grace Kelly, Harlow, Jean Picture of a beauty queen Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire Ginger Rogers Dance on air They had style They had grace Rita Hayworth gave good face Lauren, Katherine, Lana too Bette Davis We love you Ladies with an attitude Fellows that were in the mood Don't just stand there Let's get to it Strike a pose There's nothing to it Vogue, Vogue Oooooh You've got to Let your body move to the music Oooooh You've got to just Let your body go with the flow Oooooh You've got to Vogue