The best was yet to come.
Remember satsuma and tangerine.
Cellar door.
All the time I still think, what would I do if I didn't have you?
I have a cash register full of water and my treasure spills out the sides.
A bright light.
Something beautiful.
Lazarus.
Zanadu.
Way over yonder in the minor key.
Ain't nobody that can sing like me.
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