You’re so Vain,” Carly Simon Say(s). Anything-Goes to Hell, on wheels, of fortune ate son. Of a (smoking) GUN-IT!- LIVES
Come Blow Your Horn, Neil Simon Say(s). Who (DAT? “You?) Are my sunshine/ My Only Sunshine/ You make me Happy/ When Skies are grey”-Goose, is loose, ends meet-and greet(ing) cards, are dealt.
“The Sounds of Silence,” Paul Simon Say(s). Something Wicked This Way “Come(s)-Together, Right Now Over Me” and you and everyone we know-Your Role-Playing- God- Part II.
“Let Me Taste Your Ware,” Said Simple Simon- Peter- Paul & Mary-(MARY, MARY, WHY YOU BUGGIN)-Eyes Wide Shut-The Front Door-behind a painting- “…Pictures of You, that I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel”
“Oo-ee, oo-ah-ah, ting-tang, walla-walla, bing-bang,” Simon say(s)-Uncle-Sam-Spade a Spayed-Dog-Days of Summer-Time-runs out-Of Luck-runs Out-of bounds-of advocacy.
“You’re so vain, I bet you think this (____) is about you”