aah, but in case i stand one little chance...

if i could have a friend like you all my life

could you this year be mine?

too many cooks spoil the xmas broth

you look like saturday

my hearts been giv’n to wandering

you should find someone new

weekends almost here now

don't wake me up

touching the sky

she looks good--fine to me

i got a love that keeps me waiting

for my delight

guided by nose

find all that you love