I Can't Remember Anything I Ever Wrote.

Rationally I Have No Hope, Irrationally I Believe In Miracles.

Oh It Gets So Lonely When You're Walking And The Streets Are Full Of Strangers

Do You Want - Do You Want - Do You Want To Dance With Me Baby?

I See Bodies As Individual Things.

Will You Take Me As I Am? Strung Out On Another Man...california, I'm Comin' Home.