You Get Religion As Your Hair Turns

I Was Suppose To Be A Jesuit Priest Or A Naval Academy Graduate.

Come Back, Come Back, Back To Jamaica Don't You Know We Made A Big Mistaika We Would Be So Sad If You Told Us Goodbye And We Promise Not To Shoot You Out Of The Sky!

My Occupational Hazard Is My Occupation's Just Not Around.

Mirror That Lies, Mirror That Lies, That Can't Be Me In The Gorilla Disguise.

It Was Too Much Tequila, Or Not Quite Enough.