I Could Have Spread My Wings And

A Schedule So Tight That It Would Only Work If I Didn't Sleep On Monday Nights.

Lots Of Cosy Sky That God And I Can Share. I Need Air. I Need Air.

I Could Have Danced All Night!

Why Can't A Woman Be More Like A Man? Men Are So Honest, So Thoroughly Square; Eternally Noble, Historically Fair; Who, When You Win, Will Always Give Your Back A Pat. Why Can't A Woman Be Like That?

Youth Has Many Glories, But Judgement Is Not One Of Them, And No Amount Of Electronic Amplification Can Turn A Belch Into An Aria.