Life's Little Ups And Downs
Composer(s): Margaret Ann Rich
First recording/First release by: Charlie Rich - 1969
Covered by multiple other artists



I don't know how to tell her I didn't get that raise in pay today
And I know how much she wanted the dress in Baker's window
And it breaks my heart to see her have to wait
And cancel all the plans she made to celebrate
But I can count on her to take it with a smile and not a frown

She knows that life has it's little ups and downs
Like ponies on a merry-go-round
And no one grabs the brass ring everytime
But she don't mind
She wears a gold ring on her finger
And I'm so glad that it's mine

The new house plans we've had so long
I guess will gather dust another year
And the daffodils are bloomin' that she planted way last fall
Up on the hill, over by the gate
Lord knows I hate to say again, we'll have to wait
But you can bet she'll just take it with a smile and not a frown

She knows that life has it's little ups and downs
Like ponies on a merry-go-round
And no one grabs the brass ring everytime
But she don't mind
She wears a gold ring on her finger
And I'm so glad that it's mine
She wears a gold ring on her finger
And I'm so glad that it's mine

But Not For Me
Dutch Title: Niks Voor Mij
Composer(s): Ira Gershwin; George Gershwin
Originally performed by: Ginger Rogers & Willie Howard
Covered by various other artists



They're writing songs of love, but not for me
A lucky star's above, but not for me
With love to lead the way
I found more clouds are gray
Than any rainy day, could guarantee

I was a fool to fall, and get that way
I should have known the price, I'd have to pay
Although I can't dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he's not, for me

Life's Desire
Composer(s): Everett Tilsey - Stanley Damerell
Performer(s): Cavan O’Connor; Jimmy Young



Just to possess you my life’s desire
Just to caress you my life’s desire
Just in my arms to enfold you
And to my heart closely hold you

Sharing your gladness my life’s desire
Bearing your sadness I never tire
Just to be near to protect and revere you
Is my life’s desire

Sharing your gladness my life’s desire
Bearing your sadness I never tire

But In The Morning, No!
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Frances Day & Bud Flanagan; 
Julie Wilson & William Roy; George Shearing



He: 
Love affairs among the gentility
Hit the rocks with great agility
Either because of income or incompatibility

She: 
We've adjusted our finances
You run mine and I run France's
So there's only one question that's hot
Will we have fun or not?

She: 
Are you fond of riding, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm fond of riding, Dear
But in the morning, no

She: 
Are you good at shooting, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm good at shooting, Dear
But in the morning, no
When the dawn's early light
Comes to crucify my night
That's the time when I'm in low

She: 
Are you fond of boxing, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm fond of boxing, Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

He: 
Do you like the mountains, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I like the mountains, Dear
But in the morning, no

He: 
Are you good at climbing, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'm good at climbing, Dear
But in the morning, no
When the light of the day
Comes and drags me from the hay
That's the time when I'm in low

He: 
Have you tried Pike's Peak, my Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I've tried Pike's Peak, my Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no

She: 
Are you fond of swimming, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm fond of swimming, Dear
But in the morning, no

She: 
Can you do the crawl, my Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I can do the crawl, my Dear
But in the morning, no
When the sun through the blind
Starts to burn my poor behind
That's the time when I'm in low

She: 
Do you use the breast stroke, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I use the breast stroke, Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

He: 
Are you fond of Hot Springs, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'm fond of Hot Springs, Dear
But in the morning, no

He: 
Do you like Point Comfort, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I like old Point Comfort, Dear
But in the morning, no
When my maid toddles in
With my orange juice and gin
That's the time when I'm in low

He: 
Do you like Mi-ami, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I like your-ami, Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

She: 
Are you good at figures, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes,I'm good at figures, Dear
But in the morning, no

She: 
Do you double entry, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I do double entry, Dear
But in the morning, no
When the sun on therise
Shows the bags 'neath my eyes
That's the time when I'm in low

She: 
Are you fond of business, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm fond of business, Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

He: 
Are you in the market, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'm in the market, Dear
But in the morning, no

He: 
Are you fond of bulls and bears?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'm found of bears and bulls
But in the morning, no
When I'm waked by my fat
Old canary, singing flat
That's the time when I'm in low

He: 
Would you ever sell your seat?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'd gladly sell my seat
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

She: 
Are you fond of poker, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I'm fond of poker, Dear
But in the morning, no

She: 
Do you ante up, my Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
Yes, I ante up, my Dear
But in the morning, no
When my old Gunga Din
Brings the Bromo Seltzer in
That's the time when I'm in low

She: 
Can you fill an inside straight?
Kindly tell me, if so

He: 
I've filled plenty inside straights
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

He: 
Are you fond of Democrats?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I'm fond of Democrats
But in the morning, no

He: 
Do you like Republicans?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I like Republicans
But in the morning, no
When my pet Pekinese
Starts to cross his Q's and P's
That's the time when I'm in low

He: 
Do you like third parties, Dear?
Kindly tell me, if so

She: 
Yes, I love third parties, Dear
But in the morning, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no!

Life's Been Good
Composer(s): Joe Walsh
Performer(s): Joe Walsh; Eagles



I have a mansion but forget the price
Ain't never been there, they tell me its nice 
I live in hotels, tear out the walls
I have accountants pay for it all

They say I'm crazy but I have a have a good time
I'm just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life's been good to me so far

My Maseratti does one-eighty-five
I lost my license, now I dont drive
I have a limo, ride in the back
I lock the doors in case I'm attacked

I'm making records, my fans they can't wait
They write me letters, tell me I'm great
So I got me an office, gold records on the wall
Just leave a message, maybe I'll call

Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through
I cant complain but sometimes I still do
Life's been good to me so far

I go to parties sometimes until four
It's hard to leave when you can't find the door
It's tough to handle this fortune and fame
Everybody's so different, I haven't changed

They say I'm lazy but it takes all my time
I keep on goin' guess I'll never know why
Life's been good to me so far

Life's A Gas
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
First release by: T. Rex - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



I could have loved you girl 
Like a planet 
I could have chained your heart 
To a star 
But it really doesn't matter at all 
No it really doesn't matter at all 
Life's a gas, 
I hope it's gonna last 

I could have built a house 
On the ocean 
I could have placed your love 
In the sky 
I could have turned you 
Into a priestess 
I could have burned 
Your fate in the sand

(I Don't Know Why) But I Do 
Composer(s): Paul Gayten - Bobby Charles
First release by: Clarence "Frogman" Henry - 1960
Covered by multiple other artists



I don't know why I love you but I do
I don't know why I cry so but I do
I only know I'm lonely and that I want you only
I don't know why I love you but I do

I can't sleep nights because I feel so restless
I don't know what to do, I feel so helpless
And since you've been away, I cry both night and day
I don't know why I love you but I do

My days have been so lonely
My nights have been so blue
I don't know how I manage, but I do

Each night I sit alone and tell myself
That I will fall in love with someone else
I guess I'm wastin' time but I've got to clear my mind
I don't know why I love you but I do

Life Upon The Wicked Stage
Composer(s): Oscar Hammerstein II - Jerome Kern
Performer(s): Judy Garland
and multiple other artists



Why do stage struck maidens clamor
To be actin' in the drammer?

We've heard say
You are gay
Night and day

Oh, go 'way!

We drink water from a dipper
You drink champagne from a slipper

Tho' it seems cruel to bust
All your dreams
Still I must
Here's the truth I tell you
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't ever what a girl supposes
Stage door Johnnies aren't raging
Over you with gems and roses
When you let a feller hold your hand (which means an extra beer or sandwich)
Ev'rybody whispers: "Ain't her life a whirl?"
Though you're warned against a "roué"
Ruining your reputation
I have played around
The one night trade around
A great big nation
Wild old men who give you jewels and sables
Only live in Aesop's Fables
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't nothin' for a girl

Though we've listened to you moan and grieve, you
Must pardon us if we do not believe you
There is no doubt
You're crazy about
Your awful stage!

I admit it's fun
To smear my face with paint
Causing ev'ryone
To think I'm what I ain't
And I like to play a demi-mondy role
With soul!
Ask the hero does he
Like the way I lure
When I play a hussy
Or a paramour
Yet when once the curtain's down
My life is pure
And how I dread it!

Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't ever what a girl supposes
Stage door Johnnies aren't raging
Over you with gems and roses

If some gentleman would talk with reason
I would cancel all next season
Life upon the wicked stage
Ain't nothin' for a girl!

You'd be back the season after!

But Beautiful
Composer(s): Johnny Burke; James van Heusen
Originally performed by: Bing Crosby
Covered by various other artists



Love is funny or it's sad
Or it's quiet or it's mad
It's a good thing or it's bad
But beautiful!
Beautiful to take a chance
And if you fall, you fall
And I'm thinking I wouldn't mind at all
Love is tearful or it's gay
It's a problem or it's play
It's a heartache either way
But beautiful!
And I'm thinking if you were mine
I'd never let you go
And that would be but beautiful I know

Life Still Goes On (I'm Lonely)
Composer(s): C.F. Turner
Performer(s): Bachman-Turner Overdrive



Standin' in the street, shaved, I'm washed and neat
And the time is mine
But I don't even know where I'm goin'
Been too long in town, just workin' right tied down
But I got my pay
And I'm willin' to spend what I'm earnin'
Maybe over town, where the say love can be found anytime of day
I'll be lookin' you know I've been wishin'
Need a lovin' face, nice hair, some fancy lace
Someone soft and warm
Then those nights spent alone won't seem wasted

Get me on down, get me into the place
Where the beat of the street, and the people that meet
Take the blues far away
'Cause I'm lonely, ya baby I'm lonely
And life still goes on where I'm goin'

Listen
Can you hear me now
Can you hear me I'm callin' for lovin'
Hear me
Won't you listen now
Can you hear me I'm callin' for lovin'

Busy Tonight
Composer(s): Mark Connors; Peter Mann
Performer(s): The Nylons



Are you busy
Baby are you busy tonight
Are you busy
Baby are you busy tonight
Are you busy
Please don't be busy tonight

I've been waiting while the whole world gets to you
I've been patient got my place in line
I know you love me but you don't know you do
How can you tell if you won't give it some time

Let me make your mind up
Hold you till my time's up
Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight
Say you've got a fever
Say you need a breather
But baby please don't be busy tonight

Can you forget all the others you've known
We'll make this turn out right
We'll close the door on a world of our own
And the heat of our love will light up the night

Let my love surround you
Now that I have found you
Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight
Give them any reason
Say you're out of season
But baby please don't be busy tonight, tonight

When you're around I feel you watching me
Your eyes are saying you're still unsure
Why be afraid of something that's just got to be
Give me a chance to make you feel secure

Let me make your mind up
Hold me till my time's up
Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight
Say you've got a fever
Say you need a breather
But baby please don't be busy tonight (tonight) tonight

The heat of our love will light up the night

Let my love surround you
Now that I have found you
Baby don't you tell me that you're busy tonight
Give them any reason
Say you're out of season
Oh baby please say you're busy
Busy with me tonight
Oh tonight
Oh tonight

Are you busy
Baby are you busy tonight
Are you busy
Baby are you busy tonight

Jag Har Tänkt På Dej
((Adapted from: Mama, You Been On My Mind (by Bob Dylan) - 1964; Baby You've Been On My Mind (by Linda Ronstadt) - 1969))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Mikael Wiehe
Performer(s): Mikael Wiehe - 2004



Det kan va solen när den sänker sej
över fjärden. Eller vägskälet där jag står
Kanske är det vädret eller nåt med hur jag mår
som gör att jag har tänkt på dej

Jag vill inte bråka, få nu inte spel, bli inte sur
Jag kräver inget. Eller säger det finns bara du
Jag vankar inte heller av och an i nån sorts bur
Jag har bara tänkt på dej

Fast jag kanske kan va inskränkt och min värld kan verka trång
så har jag aldrig brytt mej om var du har kommit från
Och det rör mej inte heller vem du vaknar med imorgon
fastän jag har tänkt på dej

Jag menar, jag står inte här och vill ha svar som ”ja” och ”nej”
Du måste fatta. Du går din egen väg
Jag bara mumlar för mej själv som om det inte fanns ett skäl
dom gånger jag har tänkt på dej

Så när du vaknar upp på morgonen så titta dej i spegeln
Jag finns där inte bredvid dej. Mej har du inte kvar
Jag bara undrar för mej själv om du kan se dej lika klart
som nån som har tänkt på dej

Busy Line
Composer(s): Semos; Frank Stanton; Francis Hayward
Performer(s): Rose Murphy
and various other artists



I put a nickel in the telephone, dialled my baby’s number
Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line
Each time I tried I got a busy tone
Not my baby’s number
Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Called his uncle in Jamaica
Left a message with the baker
Even checked the number in the telephone book
Got so awfully, awfully worried
To my baby’s house I hurried
When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook

And as I walked up to my baby - then
I got my baby’s number
He was busy in the parlour doing fine
Busy kissing someone else
While I was keeping busy
Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

....busy line

Just brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Just biz-biz-biz-biz busy line

Biz-biz busy line
I put my nickel in the telephone
Dialled my baby’s number
Got a brrr, brrr, brrr, ... line
Each time I tried I got a busy tone
Not my baby’s number
Just a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

In Jamaica, left a message with the baker
Even checked his number in the telephone book
Got so awfully, awfully worried
To my baby’s house I hurried
When I looked inside, the phone was off the hook, hook, hook

Walked up to my baby - then
I got my baby’s number
He was busy in the parlour doing fine
Busy kissing someone else
While I was keeping busy
Getting a brrr, brrr, brrr, brrr, busy line

Life On Mars?
((Adapted from: Life On Mars (by David Bowie) - 1971))
((Swedish Version: Liv På Mars (by Frida) - 1975))
Composer(s): David Bowie - Seu Jorge
Performer(s): Seu Jorge - 2004



Quando as coisas do coracao
Nao consegue compreender
O que a mente nao faz questao
E nem tem forcas para obedecer
Quantos sonhos ja destrui
E deixei escapar das maos
E se o futuro assim permitir
Nao pretendo viver em vao
Meu amor nao estamos sos
Tem um mundo a esperar por nos
Do infinito do ceu azul
Pode ter vida em marte
Entao vem ca
Me da a sua lingua
Entao vem
Eu quero abracar voce
Seu poder vem do sol
Minha medida
Entao vem
Vamos viver a vida
Entao vem
Se nao eu vou perder quem sou
Vou querer me mudar
Para uma Life on Mars

Busy Doing Nothing
Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen; Johnny Burke
Performer(s): Bing Crosby
and various other artists



La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We're busy doin' nothin'
Workin' the whole day through
Tryin' to find lots of things not to do
We're busy goin' nowhere
Isn't it just a crime
We'd like to be unhappy, but
We never do have the time

I have to watch the river
To see that it doesn't stop
And stick around the rosebuds
So they'll know when to pop
And keep the crickets cheerful
They're really a solemn bunch
Hustle, bustle
And only an hour for lunch

La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We're busy doin' nothin'
Workin' the whole day through
Tryin' to find lots of things not to do
We're busy goin' nowhere
Isn't it just a crime
We'd like to be unhappy, but
We never do have the time

I have to wake the Sun up
He's liable to sleep all day
And then inspect the rainbows
So they'll be bright and gay
I must rehearse the songbirds
To see that they sing in key
Hustle, bustle
And never a moment free

We're busy doin' nothin'
Workin' the whole day through
Tryin' to find lots of things not to do
We're busy going nowhere
Isn't it just a crime
We'd like to be unhappy, but
We never do have the time

I have to meet a turtle
I'm teachin' him how to swim
Then I have to shine the dewdrops
You know they're looking rather dim
I told my friend, the robin
I'd buy him a brand new vest
Hustle, bustle
We never do have
We never do have
We never do, never do
Never do, never do, never do have the time
Never do have the time

Life On Mars
Composer(s): David Bowie 
First release by: David Bowie - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1975 - Liv På Mars (by Frida)
2004 - Life On Mars? (by Seu Jorge)



It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on Amerikas tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibeza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

Sono Un Fallito 
English & French Titles: Busted; Fauché
Composer(s): Don Backy; Mike DelPrete; Harlan Howard
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano



Coro: nessuno crede in te
Coro: nessuno crede in te

Non ho più nessuno, mi sento davvero un fallito
senza soldi, senza casa, senza te
Io spero soltanto che questa sfortuna
Coro: nessuno crede in te
mi debba lasciare, dovrà pur finire
Coro: nessuno crede in te
e cerco qualcuno che possa prestarmi dei soldi
Coro: nessuno crede in te

Per giunta fra poco sarà l'onomastico suo
e per farmi perdonare vorrei...
vorrei regalarti una bella pelliccia
Coro: nessuno crede in te
ma non ho il coraggio di farmi vedere
Coro: nessuno crede in te
io sono un fallito, mi spiace e non posso cambiare
Coro: nessuno crede in te

Nessuno mi aiuta, nessuno mi tende la mano
e un'idea sta giungendo piano
Io sono un fallito, un fallito d'onore
per questo ho vergogna di farmi vedere
un treno io prendo e non mi farò più sentire
Coro: nessuno crede in te

No, no, nessuno!
Coro: nessuno crede in te
No, no, nessuno!
Coro: nessuno crede in te
No, no, nessuno!
Coro: nessuno crede in te

Liv På Mars
((Adapted from: Life On Mars (by David Bowie) - 1971))
((Portuguese Version: Life On Mars? (by Seu Jorge) - 2004))
Composer(s): David Bowie - Owe Junsjö
Performer(s): Frida - 1975



Det är grått, det är sent och tyst
För en flicka som ingen kysst
Sen en gryning för länge sen
Ingen vet när det händer igen
Nu går hon genom stan, stannar så
Och hon köper biljett, en blå
Till det landet där drömmar väcks
Ljuset på biografen släcks

Men den filmen är seg och trist
Som den var när hon såg den sist
Hon kan varje sen utantill
Ser hjältinnan som kysser sin hjälte

Tårarna som rinner
Stelnar i en stumps sista bild
En sån fruktansvärd film
Hon går genom staden
Tittar upp mot rymden
Raden utav bleka stjärnors ljus
Som står högt över mörka hus
Finns det liv på mars?

Och från ett glömskans kalejdoskop
Helt utan saknad och enslig gråt
Går hon sakta, så sakta hem
Till sin vardag, nio till fem
Som en skepnad bland många fler
Men blir det aldrig nånting mer
Någonting riktigt rart och snällt
Som i den dröm som gavs i kväll

Men den filmen är seg och trist
Som den var när hon såg den sist
Hon kan varje sen utantill
Ser hjältinnan som kysser sin hjälte

Tårarna som rinner
Stelnar i en stumps sista bild
En sån fruktansvärd film
Hon går genom staden
Tittar upp mot rymden
Raden utav bleka stjärnors ljus
Som står högt över mörka hus
Finns det liv på mars?

Busted 
French & Italian Titles: Fauché; Sono Un Fallito
Composer(s): Harlan Howard
Originally performed by: Johnny Cash
Covered by various other artists



My bills are all due and the baby needs shoes and I'm busted 
Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, but I'm busted 
I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won't lay 
A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day 
The county's gonna haul my belongings away cause I'm busted

I went to my brother to ask for a loan cause I was busted 
I hate to beg like a dog without his bone, but I'm busted 
My brother said there ain't a thing I can do
My wife and my kids are all down with the flu
And I was just thinking about calling on you 'cause I'm busted

Well, I am no thief, but a man can go wrong when he's busted 
The food that we canned last summer is gone and I'm busted 
The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow
Me and my family got to pack up and go
But I'll make a living, just where I don't know cause I'm busted

I'm broke, no bread, I mean like nothing

Life Made Me Beautiful At Forty
Composer(s): Eartha Kitt - Joachim Kühn
Performer(s): Eartha Kitt



I've been through clouds and stormy skies
On different worlds, all filled with lives
I've travelled through the steams of lovers
And wiped my tears upon their covers
I've lived a life of rogue and queen
And died my hair to fit the scene
I've had my ups, I've had my downs
And sipped champagne with worldly crowns
I've been as honest as I could
And ashamed, the shame that knows I should
I've been loved and I've been lied to
And found a few shoulders I could cry to
And all those years I thought life naughty, ah-hah
Should make me beautiful at forty

For life's not been so bad to take
For now I've cut life's golden cake
Into a million tiny squares
And with each piece recall the years
The taste of life has not been so bad
Between the tears and joys I've had
But with some good and a little singing
She always allowed me to get a grin
And all those years I've spent on my youth
Thinking knowledge brought the truth
I know life has her games to play
And puzzles it, crackling play
So, graves are dug and wars are lost
But life goes on at any cost

I do think life has made me wiser
So there is no reason to disguise her
Even tried to rearrange her
She has been fair, I would not change her, hah-hum
She presents me life so simply
In a cup that's almost empty
With a little wine to tease me
But not enough to really please me
And if I drink, and let her take me
She is wise enough to wake me
But only after dreams and visions
Allowing me to see these decisions, ah-hah
All those years I thought life naughty
She made me beautiful at forty