Silver Date

"No, I Don't," I Tell Her Tongue

I Tell Her, Still I Drink It All

And Now My Head's So Silver Numb

I Guess She's Crystal Clear

Cause She's All a Blur

Playing Quarter Songs

And She Keeps Her Eyes At the Jukebox

On the Needle Til It Falls

Summer Doll, My Will's So Low

See Her Laughing On Her Own

See Her Dancing All Alone, Again

Tell My Thoughts I Will Go Home

Singing Like a Drunken Dove

Dreaming Like a Bum in Love Again

Somewhere Down Her Silver Song

I Saw Her Turn and Gently Gave Around

My Dumb Eyes Caught Hers On Me

Then She Turned Her Heels

We'll Never Go, Cause We Couldn't Talk

This Silver Date Slips Into the Somber

Waitress' Last Call

Summer Doll, My Will's So Low

See Her Laughing On Her Own

See Her Dancing All Alone, Again

Tell My Thoughts I Will Go Home

Singing Like a Drunken Dove

Dreaming Like a Bum in Love Again