RESPECTAretha FranklinWhat you wantBaby, I got itWhat you needDo you know I got itAll I'm askin'Is for a little respect when you get home (just a little bit)Hey baby (just a little bit) when you get home(Just a little bit) mister (just a little bit)I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're goneAin't gonna do you wrong cause I don't wannaAll I'm askin'Is for a little respect when you come home (just a little bit)Baby (just a little bit) when you get home (just a little bit)Yeah (just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my moneyAnd all I'm askin' in return, honeyIs to give me my propersWhen you get home (just a, just a, just a, just a)Yeah baby (just a, just a, just a, just a)When you get home (just a little bit)Yeah (just a little bit)Ooo, your kissesSweeter than honeyAnd guess what?So is my moneyAll I want you to do for meIs give it to me when you get home (re, re, re ,re)Yeah baby (re, re, re ,re)Whip it to me (respect, just a little bit)When you get home, now (just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-TFind out what it means to meR-E-S-P-E-C-TTake care, TCBOh (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)Whoa, babe (just a little bit)A little respect (just a little bit)I get tired (just a little bit)Keep on tryin' (just a little bit)You're runnin' out of fools (just a little bit)And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit)(Re, re, re, re) when you come home(Re, re, re ,re) 'spectOr you might walk in (respect, just a little bit)And find out I'm gone (just a little bit)I got to have (just a little bit)A little respect (just a little bit)

Good VibrationsBeach BoysI love the colorful clothes she wearsAnd the way the sunlight plays upon her hairI hear the sound of a gentle word

On the wind that lifts her perfume through the airI'm picking up good vibrationsShe's giving me excitationsGood bop bop, good vibrationsBop bop, excitations

Good, good, good, good vibrationsClose my eyes, she is somehow closer nowSoftly smile, I know she must be kindWhen I look in her eyes

She comes with me to a blossom worldI don't know where but she sends me thereOh my my my, what a sensation Oh my my, what elation

Got to keep those loving good vibrationsHappening with her

White RabbitJefferson AirplaneOne pill makes you largerAnd one pill makes you smallAnd the ones that mother gives youDon't do anything at allGo ask AliceWhen she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbitsAnd you know you're going to fallTell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillarHas given you the call...Call AliceWhen she was just small

When the men on the chessboardGet up and tell you where to goAnd you've just had some kind of mushroomAnd your mind is moving lowGo ask AliceI think she'll know

When logic and proportionHave fallen sloppy deadAnd the White Knight is talking backwardsAnd the Red Queen's off with her headRemember what the Dormouse saidFeed your headFeed your headFeed your head

Pleasant Valley SundayThe MonkeesThe local rock group down the streetIs trying hard to learn this songSeranade the weekend squire, who just came out to mow his lawn

Another Pleasant Valley SundayCharcoal burning everywhereRows of houses that are all the sameAnd no one seems to care

See Mrs. Gray she's proud today because her roses are in bloomMr. Green he's so serene, He's got a TV in every room

Another Pleasant Valley SundayHere in status symbol landMothers complain about how hard life isAnd the kids just don't understand

Creature comfort goalsThey only numb my soul and make it hard for me to seeMy thoughts all seem to stray, to places far awayI need a change of scenery

Another Pleasant Valley SundayCharcoal burning everywhereAnother Pleasant Valley SundayHere in status-symbol land

Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ... Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ...Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ... Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ...Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ... Another Pleasant Valley Sunday ...

Masters of WarBob DylanCome you masters of warYou that build all the gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build all the bombsYou that hide behind wallsYou that hide behind desksI just want you to knowI can see through your masks

You that never done nothingBut build to destroyYou play with my worldLike it’s your little toyYou put a gun in my handAnd you hide from my eyesAnd you turn and run fartherWhen the fast bullets fly

Like Judas of oldYou lie and deceiveA world war can be wonYou want me to believeBut I see through your eyesAnd I see through your brainLike I see through the waterThat runs down my drain

You fasten the triggersFor the others to fireThen you set back and watchWhen the death count gets higherYou hide in your mansionAs young people’s bloodFlows out of their bodiesAnd is buried in the mud

You’ve thrown the worst fearThat can ever be hurledFear to bring childrenInto the worldFor threatening my babyUnborn and unnamedYou are not worth the bloodThat runs in your veins

How much do I knowTo talk out of turnYou might say that I’m youngYou might say I’m unlearnedBut there’s one thing I knowThough I’m younger than youEven Jesus would neverForgive what you do

Let me ask you one questionIs your money that goodWill it buy you forgivenessDo you think that it couldI think you will findWhen your death takes its tollAll the money you madeWill never buy back your soul

And I hope that you dieAnd your death will come soonI will follow your casketIn the pale afternoonAnd I’ll watch while you’re loweredDown to your deathbedAnd I’ll stand on your graveTil I’m sure that you’re dead

I Want to Hold Your HandThe Beatles[Chorus 1]Oh yeah, I'll tell you somethingI think you'll understandWhen I'll say that somethingI want to hold your handI want to hold your handI want to hold your hand

[Verse 1]Oh please, say to meYou'll let me be your manAnd please, say to meYou'll let me hold your handI'll let me hold your handI want to hold your hand

[Bridge]And when I touch you I feel happy insideIt's such a feeling that my loveI can't hideI can't hideI can't hide

[Chorus 2]Yeah, you got that somethingI think you'll understandWhen I'll say that somethingI want to hold your handI want to hold your handI want to hold your hand

[Bridge]And when I touch you I feel happy insideIt's such a feeling that my loveI can't hideI can't hideI can't hide

[Chorus 3]Yeah, you got that somethingI think you'll understandWhen I feel that somethingI want to hold your handI want to hold your handI want to hold your handI want to hold your hand

Okie from MuskogeeMerle Haggard[Verse 1]We don't smoke marijuana in MuskogeeWe don't take no trips on LSD;We don't burn no draft cards down on Main StreetBut, We love living right, and being freeWe don't make a party out of lovingBut we like holding hands and pitching woo;We don't let our hair grow long and shaggyLike the hippies out in San Francisco do

[Chorus]And I'm proud to be an Okie from MuskogeeA place where even squares can have a ball;We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouseWhite lightning's still the biggest thrill of all

[Verse 2]Leather boots are still in style for manly footwearBeads and Roman sandals won't be seen;A football's still the roughest thing on campusAnd the kids here still respect the college dean

[Chorus]And I'm proud to be an Okie from MuskogeeA place where even squares can have a ball;We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouseWhite lightning's still the biggest thrill of allAnd white lightning's still the biggest thrill of all(In Muskogee Oklahoma US)