You Get
What You Give

Iam Rubber Your Glue
Everything Bounces Off Me And Sticks To You

What Goes On In This House
Stays In This House

What They Don't Know
Won't Hurt Them

If Looks Could Kill
You would Of Been Dead A long Time Ago

When I Was Born Instead Of Slapping Me
The Doctor Slapped My Mother

Really Does One Hand Know
What The Other Hand Is Doing

Today Does Not Look Good
And Tomorrow Does Not Look Any Better

If You Can Not Say Anything Nice
Do Not Say Anything At All

Guys! You Can't Live With Them
And You Can't Live Without Them