I Like It, I Love It

Written by Steve Dukes, Markus Hall and Jeb Stuart Anderson
Performed by Tim McGraw

Spent forty-eight dollars last night at the county fair,
I throwed out my shoulder but I won her that teddy bear.
She's got me saying sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear,
I ain't seen the braves play a game all year.
I'm gonna get fired, if I don't get some sleep,
My long lost buddies say I'm gettin' in to deep.

But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it,
I try so hard, I can't rise above it.
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it.

My Mama and Daddy tried to teach me courtesy,
But it never sank in 'til that girl got a hold of me.
Now I'm holding unbrellas And openin' up doors,
I'm taking out the trash and I'm sweepin' my floors.
Crossin' my fingers, and countin' every kiss,
Prayin' that it keeps goin' on like this.

But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it,
I try so hard, I can't rise above it.
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it.

Got to wash my truck and dress up to pick her up to watch tv.
And she sits down on the sofa, she'll move a little closer...
She can't get enough of me.

And I like it, I love it, I want some more of it,
I try so hard, I can't rise above it.
Don't know what it is 'bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it, I want some more of it.

Come on baby..

You knoooow what I like...

Yeah.. I like that...

Mmmmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmm

Hey... Don't forget to turn out the lights...

Channel Z

Written by Kate Pierson, Fred Schneider, and Keith Strickland
Perfomed by the B-52's

I am livin' on Channel Z
Getting nothing but static, getting nothing but static
Static in my attic from Channel Z
Getting nothing but static, getting nothing but static.
Static filling my attic from Channel Z

I don't know-I feel like something's happening
Something good is happening!
I feel love has got to come on, and I want it
Something big and lovely

I want the world to change for me! Gotta get away
Away from Z - Living on the edge of Z
Space junk - laser bombs - ozone holes
Better put up my umbrella!
Giant stacks blowin' smoke
Politicrits pushin' dope

All I know - we've got to change what's happening
Something good could happen
I feel light has got to come through - and I need it
Something big and lovely

I want the world to change for me - gotta get away - away from Z
Living on the edge of Z
Waste dumps - toxic fog - irradiate - and keep it fresh forever
Good old boys - tellin' lies
'Bout time - I got wise

Getting nothing but static
Static in my attic from Channel Z

Gotta tune in - pico waves. Gotta tune out - PCB's
Gotta tune in - market crash. Gotta tune out - polar shift
Gotta tune in - narrow minds. Gotta tune out - space junk
Gotta tune in - bombs. Gotta turn out - atomic lasers falling from the sky

Where's my umbrella?
Gonna shoot that static down the drain
Gonna put that static out of my brain
Gonna put up my antennae. FREE!

Hamburger ads! - Pop up in my head
On the edge of Aquarius - I'm living on the edge
Secret wars! - Take my money away!

I know I feel a change is happening - Something good will happen
I feel love is coming on strong, and I want it
We can make it happen

I want the world to change for me - gotta get away - away from Z
Living on the edge of - ZZZZZZZZ

Channel Z's all static all day forever
time to take this information and shove it in a shredder

Market crash, polar shift
space junk, narrow minds,
bombs

To God Be The Glory

Written by Fanny Crosby

To God be the glory, great things He has done;
So loved He the world that He gave us His Son,
Who yielded His life an atonement for sin,
And opened the life gate that all may go in.

Refrain
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Let the earth hear His voice!
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord,
Let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father, through Jesus the Son,
And give Him the glory, great things He has done.

O perfect redemption, the purchase of blood,
To every believer the promise of God;
The vilest offender who truly believes,
That moment from Jesus a pardon receives.

Refrain

Great things He has taught us, great things He has done,
And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son;
But purer, and higher, and greater will be
Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see.

Refrain

Good Morning Beautiful

Written by Zachary Pallin Lyle and Todd David Cerney
Performed by Steve Holly

Good morning, beautiful, how was your night?
Mine was wonderful with you by my side
And when I open my eyes to see your sweet face
It's a good morning, beautiful day

I couldn't see the light, I didn't know day from night
I had no reason to care
Well, since you've came along, I can face the dawn
'Cause I know, you'll be there

Good morning, beautiful, how was your night?
Mine was wonderful with you by my side
And when I open my eyes to see your sweet face
It's a good morning, beautiful day

I never worry if it's raining outside
'Cause in here with you, girl, the sun always shines

Good morning, beautiful, how was your night?
Mine was wonderful with you by my side
And when I open my eyes to see your sweet face
It's a good morning, beautiful day

Hmm, good morning, beautiful day
Hmm, it's a beautiful day
(Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful)
Good morning, what a beautiful day
(Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful)

I Loved 'Em Everyone

Written by Phil Sampson
Performed by T.G. Sheppard

I've known some painted ladies that sparkled in the light
Country girls that loved a lover's moon
Some I never really knew though I always wanted to
Some I only met once in a room

Some said they liked my smile others of them stayed a while
While others left me on the run
This is the only way only way I have to say
Mmm, I loved them everyone

Big, little, short or tall wish I had kept them all
Mmm I loved them everyone
Like to thank them for their charms and holding me in their arms
And I hope they had some fun

Here's to the ladies in saloons and living rooms
Summer nights that lasted until dawn
Here's to the memories everyone's a part of me
Oh I loved them everyone

Big, little, short or tall wish I had kept them all
Mmm I loved them everyone
Like to thank them for their charms and holding me in their arms
And I hope they had some fun

Big, little, short or tall wish I had kept them all
Mmm I loved them everyone
Like to thank them for their charms and holding me in their arms
And I hope they had some fun

Sultans of Swing

Written by Mark Knopfler
Performed by Dire Straits

You get a shiver in the dark
It's raining in the park but meantime
South of the river you stop and you hold everything
A band is blowing Dixie double four time
You feel all right when you hear that music ring

Well now you step inside but you don't see too many faces
Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down
Competition in other places
But the horns, they blowing that sound

Way on down south
Way on down south in London town

You check out Guitar George, he knows all the chords
But it's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing
Yes then an old guitar is all he can afford
When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene
He's got a daytime job, he's doing alright
He can play the honky tonk like anything
Saving it up for Friday night

With the Sultans
With the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner
Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles
They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band
It ain't what they call rock and roll

And the Sultans
Yeah, the Sultans played Creole, Creole

Then the man, he steps right up to the microphone
And says at last just as the time bell rings
"Goodnight, now it's time to go home"
And he makes it fast with one more thing

"We are the Sultans
We are the Sultans of Swing"

Love's Got A Hold On You

Written by Carson Chamberlain and Keith Stegall
Performed by Alan Jackson

I called my doctor on the telephone
Help me Doc there's something wrong
I can't shake it it's gone too far
He said tell me what your symptoms are

I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak
I can't eat and I can't sleep
It's turning me every way but loose
He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you
No doubt love's got a hold on you

I told my buddies I was settlin' down
No more of this running 'round
They looked at me like I was a fool
And said come on tell us what's wrong with you

I said my hands are sweaty and my knees are weak
I can't eat and I can't sleep
It's turning me every way but loose
He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you
No doubt love's got a hold on you

Well I tossed and turned til the morning light
Holding my pillow hanging on for life
There ain't nothing I can do
They said it sounds like love's got a hold on you
Sounds like love's got a hold on you

My hands are sweaty and my knees are weak
I can't eat and I can't sleep
It's turning me every way but loose
He said it sounds like love's got a hold on you
Sounds like love's got a hold on you
Sounds like love's got a hold on you
No doubt love's got a hold on you

Bandstand Boogie

Written by Barry Manilow and Bruce Sussman (based on prior theme songs for American Bandstand)
Performed by Barry Manilow

We're goin' hoppin' (Hop)
We're goin' hoppin' today
Where things are poppin' (Pop)
The Philadelphia way
We're gonna drop in (Drop)
On all the music they play
On the Bandstand (Bandstand)

We're goin' swingin' (Swing)
We're gonna swingin' the crowd
And we'll be clingin' (Cling)
And floatin' high as a cloud
The phones are ringin' (Ring)
My mom and dad are so proud
I'm on Bandstand (Bandstand)
And I'll jump, and hey, I may even show 'em my handstand
Because I'm on, because I'm on the American Bandstand
When we dance real slow I'll show all the guys in the grandstand
What a swinger I am, I am on American Bandstand

We're goin' hoppin
We're goin' hoppin today
Where things are poppin
The Philadelphia way
We're gonna drop in
On all the music they play
On the Bandstand (Bandstand)

Bandstand
Bandstand
Bandstand
Bandstand The Bandstand The Bandstand
(What d'ya know--Here on the show--ready to go--what a pro)

Hey I'm makin' my mark
Gee, this joint is jumpin'
They made such a fuss just to see us arrive
Hey, it's Mr. Dick Clark
What a place you've got here
Swell spot the music's hot here
Best in the east, give it at least a seventy five!

Now for all you Joe's here goes my American handstand
Because I'm on, because I'm on the American Bandstand
As we dance real slow I'm showin' the guys in the grandstand
That I like my girl, but I love American Bnadstand

The singers' croonin'
He ain't the greatest but gee
My baby's swoonin'
In front of all of TV
So if you tune in
You'll see my baby and me
On the Bandstand (Bandstand)

And now we're hoppin
And we'll be hopppin all day
When things are poppin
The philadelphia way
And you can drop in
On all the music they play
On the Bandstand
Bandstand

And we'll rock and roll and stroll on American
Lindy hop and slop, it's American
Tune in, I'm on,
Turn on, I'm in, I'm on
Today (Bandstand)

Breathe

Written by Anna Nalick
Performed by Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you'd only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.

Letting Go

Written by Louis Joseph Walker, Amy Parker and Fontaine Brown
Performed by Suzy Bogguss

She'll take the painting in the hallway,
The one she did in jr. high
And that old lamp up in the attic,
She'll need some light to study by.
She's had 18 years to get ready for this day
She should be past the tears, she cries some anyway

Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now,
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting,
It's never easy letting go.

Mother sits down at the table
So many things she'd like to do
Spend more time out in the garden
Now she can get those books read too.
She's had 18 years to get ready for this day
She should be past the tears, she cries some anyway.

Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now,
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting,
It's never easy letting go.

Oh oh letting go
There's nothing in the way now,
Oh letting go, there's room enough to fly
And even though, she's spent her whole life waiting,
It's never easy letting go.