I'm Too Wacky For Most Weirdos. Who

Got A Little Red Line That Tells You, Boy Where The Razor's Been.

Boys Are Cute, But Food Is Cuter

Never Was A Cornflake Girl; Thought It Was A Good Solution: Hanging With The Raisin Girls.

We Are All Fairies Living Underneath A Leaf Of A Lily Pad.

I Remember Driving To North Carolina When I Was A Little Girl In A Snowstorm To Get Down To My Mom's Family In The Carolinas. There Were Chains On The Car - It Was The Late Sixties - And We Were Just Singing In The Car. Christmas Carols.