The Ideal Girl

To London From France

Came Over Then Left Me

She Left Me Entranced

Now I Have To Get By

Once Again On My Own

Nothing But...

Memories



So I Remember Your Eyes

That Unique Shade Of Brown

While These Blue Eyes Of Mine

They Stay Closed

I Kissed You Goodbye On The M-109

I Choked As I Watched The Bus Go



I'm Choking And Smoking

To Your Angelic Soul

I'm Choking And Smoking

Myself Into A Hole

Where The Only Way Out

Is To Sleep And To Dream

And To Cry Out Your Name