Don't Tell Me The Date, I Know It All Too Well

I Believe The State I'm In Is Close To Hell

I'm Learning To Pray, Thinking Deception

Maybe I'll Just Say "Immaculate Conception"



She's Late She's Late, My Fear I Can't Hide

She's Late She's Late, Will It Be Alright?

She's Late She's Late, Is There Something Inside Her Tummy?



I Wish I Could I Find This Funny



Which Way Is Reverse On This Time Machine?

Should Of Thought First, And Used A Magazine

I'm Changing My Life, No Sex Where I'm Heading

I Don't Need A Wife Or A Shotgun Wedding