High School Is Like A Spork: It's

Half Of My Heart's Got A Real Good Imagination, Half Of My Heart's Got You. . .half Of My Hearts Got A Right Mind To Tell You That Half Of My Heart Won't Do.

Everybody Is Just A Stranger, But That's The Danger In Going My Own Way.

I'm The Only Person I Know Who's Got A Bunch Of Money.

And I Start Sleeping And Dreaming And I Think I'll Dream About You, All Through The Night.

My Fear Is That I Go Up To The Girl Of My Dreams And Say 'i'm Sorry, But I've Got To Say Hello To You,' And She Slides The Stool Back And Gets Up And Walks Away, Saying, 'not For Me, Bub. I Don't Want Anything To Do With You.'