Wild Thing .......... X

Cryin' Shame .......... Lyle Lovett

Walkaway .......... Snakes

Hideaway .......... Beat Farmers

How Can the Girl Refuse .......... Beckett

U.S. Male

Burn On .......... Randy Newman

Oh You Angel .......... Lonesome Romeos

Trial & Errol [Instrumental Score]

Pennant Fever [Instrumental Score]

Most of All You .......... Bill Medley

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You got you some legs baby
That just won't quit
You got a pretty boy
And he looks pretty hip
You got you one on the sly
But you gave him the slip
And that's just a cryin' shame

'Cause you love the boy
With pretty green eyes
And you love the boy
Who says he's so clever and wise
And you love the boy
Who's always telling you lies
And that's just a cryin' shame

Sometimes it never quits raining
Sometimes that phone just won't ring
Sometimes I never miss nothing
And sometimes I miss anything

But you like 'em tall when it's raining
And you like 'em dark when you're feeling no pride
But you never felt anything that you wanted to hide
And that's just a cryin' shame

So he says you look lovely my dear
You say thank you I'm fine
And you spend all his money
And you spend all his time
And you spend the night
Like you were spending a dime
And that's just a cryin' shame

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There's a red moon rising
On the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There's a red moon rising
ON the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There's an oil barge winding
Down the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There's an oil barge winding
Down the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

Cleveland, city of light, city of magic
Cleveland, city of light, you're calling me
Cleveland, even now I can remember
'Cause the Cuyahoga River
Goes smokin' through my dreams

Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can't make you burn

Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on

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Instrumental

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Woke up one day, what did I find
Holes in my pockets, memories on my mind
So many things I lost on the way
But most of all you

Pennies and dreams carelessly spent
Pieces of time and who knows where they went
Is there a chance to pick up the pieces
And try for it all again

Sometimes you're just so busy running
Running round in circles
You never see you're going nowhere
Sometimes you get so tired of chasing
Chasing after rainbows
You look around your life
and find no one's there
No one's there, nooooooooo one's there

If there's a time everyone sees
They may have missed the forest for the trees
I could I let the best things roll by
And most of all you

You knew me better than I knew myself
Somehow you always knew
There'd come a day
I'd put my toys away

I was a fool traveling so far
Only to find that home is where you are
You are the way there, just let me stay there
I'll have it all, if most of all there's you