JOINED AT THE HIP (Carroll) Hey, hey, people step aside (do the slide) Make way for my buddy and his lovely bride Doing a brand new step Got the best moves yet Destined to endure How you do it ain't no trick at all (Not at all) Keep your partner by your side And you never will fear the fall 'Cause you're altogether whole Body, heart and soul So solid, sound and sure While those witch doctors were dispensing Those ounces of prevention They stepped out and got cured Joined at the hip Don't give 'em no lip Been that way From the moment that they met Head over heels They'll have a nice trip Joined at the hip All you'll ever need is a little nerve (Got to find your nerve) To take out a little guardrail on that learning curve And trust that love within And let your life begin Your hearts will lead the way Right before us stands the honest truth (Got to tell the truth) Lift your glass to the everlasting here In in the bloom of youth

PAINT THAT DOLLAR (Carroll) The phone rings in the middle of a meal Its a man on a mission and he's pitching you the deal "Can we count on you again this year Keep the kids off crack, buy the fireman gear?" Soon you're pacing 'round the kitchen floor Do you do you best Maybe you could do more For the kids in Tegucigalpa Maybe you could do more He's got you moaning Mea Culpa Got you wondering what your monthly debt is This jerk that works for a percentage Has got you thinking Ain't that dollar red? Ain't it red? Paint that greenback dollar red They know we're coming in an enemy state And we won't be late, they got yellow cake Take a couple hundred billion more to Keep the rig off shore Gonna have a big war They got you rushing down to re-fi Tax-hike blood pressure climbing sky-hi Last month that kid was just a tar-heel Now he's standing guard outside an oilfield And he's gotta be thinking... Aint that dollar red? Aint it bloody red? Aint that dollar red? Paint that dollar Paint that dollar Paint that dollar red Feel it make the world go 'round Hear it make that ugly sound When they bulldoze the low-rent to the ground Bring it right down on that baby's crib Bring it right down on a poor man's head Hear the winds howling over still obscene We're planting something that'll come up green Who wants to rag on that American dream When the glass is half-full up with gasoline Pull up the covers if you hear them holler Pave it over, and paint that dollar You're never ever gonna come undone Never will forgive the wrongs you've done 'em But's it's an altruistic fling Every time you hear those church bells ring The gravy's on his plate but he still lingers Staring at the paint on your dainty fingers Next week that man's gonna have to manage You can't staunch the flow with just one bandage 'Cause those goods are damaged Paint that dollar red… 2007 Ordinary World (ASCAP) All rights reserved