Them that's got shall get Them that's not shall lose So the Bible says and it still is news, oh Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child That's got his own Yes the strong get smart While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade, oh Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding 'round the door When you're gone and spending ends They don't come 'round no more Rich relations give crusts of bread and such You can help yourself, but don't take too much, oh Mama may have and Papa may have But God bless the child That's got his own Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-ooh

Them that's got shall have Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said and it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own He just worry 'bout nothin' Cause he's got his own Yes he's got his own

Written by Billie Holiday Then that's got shall get, Them that's not shall loose, So the Bible said and it still is news. Mama may have, papa may have, But God bless the child that's got his own, That's got his own. Well the strong gets more, While the weak ones fade, Empty pokets don't ever make the grade. Mama may have, papa may have, But God bless the child that's got his own, That's got his own. Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round your door When it's gone and spending ends They don't come round no more Rich relations give Crusts of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, papa may have, But God bless the child that's got his own, That's got his own.

Don't close the door when you leave It's cold out I need to see the air when you breathe And say out loud That you'll be home soon Not to worry You're gonna hurry back Has anybody seen my soldier? Standing all alone Has anybody seen my soldier? Just tryna get home You're not alone when you dream I'm with you I hear your heart when it beats I feel it too Sleep in peace Love is tender Please remember me Has anybody seen my soldier? Standing all alone Has anybody seen my soldier? Just tryna get home Where did you go, my love? (I need to know) I need to know you're safe (so many miles) So many miles between us I need to see your face Has anybody seen my soldier? Standing all alone Has anybody seen my soldier? Oh, has anybody seen my soldier? Standing all alone Has anybody seen my soldier? Just tryna get home Just tryna get home

One, two, now Yeah If elephants could fly, I'd be a little more optimistic But I don't see that happening anytime soon I don't mean to sound so pessimistic But I don't think that cow really jumped over the moon When will I wake up? Why did we break up? When will we make up? When money grows on trees People live in peace Everyone agrees When happiness is free Love can guarantee You'll come back to me That's when, yeah That's right I'd love to wake up smiling, full of the joys of spring And hear on CNN that Elvis lives again And that John's back with the Beatles, and they're going out on tour I'll be the first in line for tickets Gotta see that show for sure When will I wake up? Why did we break up? When will we make up? When money grows on trees People live in peace Everyone agrees When happiness is free Love can guarantee You'll come back to me That's when, yeah When will I wake up? Why did we break up? When will we make up? When money grows on trees People live in peace Everyone agrees When happiness is free Love can guarantee You'll come back to me That's when Oh, that's when

Tell me about it... Ooh! Men. Have you ever tried to figure them out? Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clue How 'bout you? Men are like shoes Made to confuse Yeah, there's so many of 'em I don't know which ones to choose (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah, sing it to me If you agree There's the kind made for runnin' The sneakers and the low down heels The kind that will keep you on your toes And every girl knows how that feels (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ouch, ah, sing it with me You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em It's amazing what a little polish will do... Men are like shoes... Some make you feel ten feet tall Some make you feel so small Some you want to leave out in the hall Or make you feel like kicking the wall (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah, sing it with me, girls Ooh! (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mmm. You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em Some can polish up pretty good... Ah, men are like shoes. It's amazing what a little polish will do Some clean up good, just like.new Some you can't afford, some are real cheap Some are good for bummin' around on the beach You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, yeah some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers And man, don't ya hate that kind? You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em I ain't got time for the flip-flop kind... Men are like shoes!

I lost my words And nodded silently Oh, I'm just saying that I'm so in love with you They must have followed you Across the sea Pulled down the line Because I'm so in love with you So when you call me From tomorrow Asking how I feel today And I alk of illustrating A new painting for your room I'm just saying that I'm so in love with You got my word All I'm saying is I'm so in love with you Hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm Hmm, hmm, hmm I lost my words And nodded silently I want to tell you that I'm so in love with you And I'll follow you Across the sea Pulled by the lines That means I'm so in love with you So when you call me From tomorrow Asking how I feel today And I talk about the town In mountains down Where we could move I'm just saying that I'm so in love with You got my word All I'm saying is I'm so in love with you You got my word All I'm saying is I'm so in love with you

It's Monday and I hear you when you say you hate that day Me too but there's nothin' much about it we can do Let's just get to Countin' down the hours dreamin' of all of our favourite songs We know the words by heart and we will shout and be singin' along As loud as we like Friday night More fun is what we need Everyone is on their feet The weekend's here and all we wanna do is be together Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street More fun is what we need One day we'll be sitting back laughin' all about the times We were doin' doughnuts in the parkin' lots and runnin' lights The time of our lives Is here and now and yes we got the power 'cause we know it all We're just gettin' started, open-hearted, havin' a ball And nothin' but time on our side And more fun is what we need Everyone is on their feet The weekend's here and all we wanna do is be together Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headin' to the street The day was long but the night is young and we ain't got to worry We're runnin' out alive but that's all right No one need to hurry Morning such a long way away And we, we got all night to play More fun is what we need Everyone is on their feet The weekend's here and all we wanna do is be together Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street Because more fun is what we need More fun is all we need