But Not Me, Baby, I've

I Wouldn't Want To Get Stuck Being An Oldie-goldie Group, But I Don't Mind. I Think All The Trouble You Go Through These Days To Go To One Of These Concerts, I Think I Owe Them A Bit Of What They Came To Hear.

Any Time You're Making A Living At What You Love To Do, You're Blessed.

So I Started Out For God Knows Where. I Guess I'll Know When I Get There.

My Mama Was A Rocker Way Back In Fifty-three, Buys Them Old Records That They Sell On Tv.

Way Up In The Nosebleeds We Watched Him On The Screen, They'd Hung Between The Billboards So Cheaper Seats Could See.