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// SCRIPT:    songlyrics.js
// PURPOSE:   Contains the lyrics for Lynette's songs.
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//Write out the trademark and copyright information
function writeSuperwomanlyrics()
{
	var strLyrics = "";
	strLyrics += "Able to leap tall piles of laundry in a single bound<br>";
	strLyrics += "Is it a bird, is it a MAID no it's.....Superwoman<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Bring Home The Groceries<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Read Peter Pan<br>";
	strLyrics += "Scrub The Floor And Cook Dinner<br>";
	strLyrics += "With A Baby In One Hand<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I'm Super Woman<br>";
	strLyrics += "Wife And Mother Of Three<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Carpool To Soccer<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Do 5th Grade Math<br>";
	strLyrics += "Do A Load Of Laundry<br>";
	strLyrics += "And Give The Dog A Bath<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I'm Super Woman<br>";
	strLyrics += "Wife And Mother Of Three<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Go To The Playground<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Swing 'Round All Day<br>";
	strLyrics += "Then Go Into My Shower<br>";
	strLyrics += "And Cover My Gray<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I'm Super Woman<br>";
	strLyrics += "Wife And Mother Of Three<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Kiss A Boo Boo<br>";
	strLyrics += "I Can Bake Brownie Mix<br>";
	strLyrics += "Build The Empire State Building <br>";
	strLyrics += "Out Of Popcycle Sticks<br>";
	strLyrics += "<br>";
	strLyrics += "I'm Super Woman<br>";
	strLyrics += "Wife And Mother Of Three, that's me<br>";
	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writePetPeevesLyrics()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = "Toothpaste On Mirror Glass <br>" +
			"Dried Egg On Dishes <br>" +
			"Forgotten Birthdays With Belated Wishes <br>" +
			"Boys Don't Use Kleenex <br>" +
			"They Prefer Their Sleeves <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"Girls In White Dresses <br>" +
			"That Kind Of Look Yellow <br>" +
			"Children That Only Eat Hotdogs Wth Jello <br>" +
			"One Week Old Church Pants <br>" +
			"With Holes In The Knees <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"Twelve Dozen Cookies <br>" +
			"Are Due When, Tomorrow <br>" +
			"Neighbors That Never <br>" +
			"Return What They Borrow <br>" +
			"Teaching My Kids To Say  <br>" +
			"Thank You And Please <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"<b>Chorus</b> <br>" +
			"When The Sink Clogs  <br>" +
			"Diaper Pail Stink <br>" +
			"Left Overs Gone Bad <br>" +
			"I Simply Remember My Favorite Pet Peeves <br>" +
			"Sometimes My Life Makes Me Sad <br><br>" +
			"Trying To Get Chewing Gum Out Of Hair <br>" +
			"Piles Of Clean Socks <br>" +
			"But Never A Pair <br>" +
			"A Husband That Never  <br>" +
			"Tells Me When He Leaves <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"Trying On Jeans <br>" +
			"When You're Thick In The Middle <br>" +
			"Walking In Bare Feet  <br>" +
			"And Finding Dog Piddle <br>" +
			"Bald Men's Comb Overs <br>" +
			"That Flap In The Breeze <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"Friends That Wear Size 2 <br>" +
			"That Go On A Diet <br>" +
			"I Hate That <br>" +
			"Making Gourmet Dinners <br>" +
			"With Kraft Mac And Cheese <br>" +
			"These Are A Few Of My Favorite Pet Peeves <br><br>" +
			"<b>Chorus</b> <br>" +
			"When The Sink Clogs  <br>" +
			"Diaper Pail Stink <br>" +
			"Left Overs Gone Bad <br>" +
			"I Simply Remember My Favorite Pet Peeves <br>" +
			"Sometimes My Life Makes Me Sad <br>";
	return strLyrics;			
}

function writeIAlwaysTellMyChildren()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = "I always tell my children<br>" +
					"Never tell a lie<br>" +
					"Then, I tell them Santa Claus is real<br>" +
					"And that reindeer fly<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"Be nice and do not hit<br>" +
					"And if I catch them fighting again<br>" +
					"I'll spank 'em 'till they can not sit<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"No treats before they eat<br>" +
					"Then, I sneek into the pantry <br>" +
					"And stuff my face with something sweet<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"You watch too much T.V.<br>" +
					"Then, I turn on Dr. Phil, then Oprah, <br>" +
					"then Trading spaces, then Survivor, then E.R., <br>" +
					"then I never miss Jay Leno, then surf thru the reruns<br>" +
					"Until quarter to three<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"Stop complaining 'bout your chores<br>" +
					"Then, I grumble all through laundry<br>" +
					"And curse while mopping floors<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"Be careful what you say<br>" +
					"Then, I cut down my friend Sally<br>" +
					"Did you hear what Sue did yesterday?<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"Love yourself and please be real<br>" +
					"On my way to get Botox, fake nails,<br>" +
					"Color my gray and a face peel<br><br>" +
					"I always tell my children<br>" +
					"They never listen to what I say<br>" +
					"Then, I tell them that I'm too busy to talk<br>" +
					"And turn the other way<br><br>" +
					"They'll have to schedule an appointment with me<br>" +
					"A week from next Tuesday<br><br>" +
					"I wonder why my children <br>" +
					"Don't ever listen to what I say";
	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeTheSoundofChildren()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = "My house is alive with the sound of children <br>" +
					"With shouts, screams and cries for the next 18 years <br><br>" +
					"The bills pile up because of my children <br>" +
					"I'll never get caught up or have nice things I fear <br><br>" +
					"My heart wants to beat every kid with a wet noodle <br>" +
					"After spilling red Koolaid <br><br>" +
					"My heart wants to sink when their teacher calls <br>" +
					"'cause they cussed at her Monday <br><br>" +
					"They laugh when their sister trips and falls <br>" +
					"Over shoes in her way <br><br>" +
					"To have them sleep through the night <br>" +
					"Is a prayer on my knees you'll hear me pray <br><br>" +
					"I go to the bathroom when my temper's rising <br>" +
					"I know I will hear what I've heard before (Let me in!) <br><br>" +
					"My life is truly BLESSED with the sound of children <br>" +
					"And I'll get pregnant----NOT--- once more";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeAPoemAboutMyCar()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I'm living in my SUV <br>" +
					" I'm in it more than I am home <br>" +
					" I have everything that I might need <br>" +
					" As daily I do roam <br><br>" +
					" I have a set of tweezers <br>" +
					" Cause the lighting is real great <br>" +
					" But I only tweeze at stoplights <br>" +
					" Time used wisely as I wait <br><br>" +
					" My makeup bag is stocked <br>" +
					" With everything to paint my face <br>" +
					" I have Band-Aids, pills and  <br>" +
					" cough drops <br>" +
					" In my handy 1st aid case <br><br>" +
					" I have baby wipes and Kleenex <br>" +
					" For those unexpected spills <br>" +
					" Extra gloves and hats and blankets <br>" +
					" For those sudden winter chills <br><br>" +
					" I have sunscreen in the summer <br>" +
					" Umbrellas in the spring <br>" +
					" Lawn chairs for the soccer games <br>" +
					" Water bottles I must bring <br><br>" +
					" Candy wrappers on the floorboard <br>" +
					" Week-old French fries on the seat <br>" +
					" Sticky stuff spilled in my cup holders <br>" +
					" Cleats that smell like stinky feet <br><br>" +
					" I have coupons and a grocery list <br>" +
					" Sunglasses and a book <br>" +
					" A black purse and a brown purse <br>" +
					" Dry-cleaning hanging on a hook <br><br>" +
					" I have CD's and a cell phone <br>" +
					" So I'll never miss a call <br>" +
					" And a collection of every  <br>" +
					" Happy Meal toy <br>" +
					" Ever made both large and small <br><br>" +
					" In the ashtray there are paperclips <br>" +
					" Chapstick and a little cash <br>" +
					" From the lighter I hang the handles <br>" +
					" Of a plastic grocery bag filled with trash <br><br>" +
					" Behind my visor I stuff papers <br>" +
					" That I can't afford to lose <br>" +
					" Then I pull it down to block the sun <br>" +
					" And they fall beneath my shoes <br><br>" +
					" Juice boxes and some crackers <br>" +
					" In case there's just not time to eat <br>" +
					" And a handful of wrapped kisses <br>" +
					" In case I just need something sweet <br><br>" +
					" I have children buckled in their seats <br>" +
					" Finger painting on the glass <br>" +
					" The only thing I never have <br>" +
					" Is a filled up tank of gas <br><br>" +
					" I have a husband who gets  <br>" +
					" miffed at me <br>" +
					" He keeps his car real neat <br>" +
					" You'll never find a matchbox car <br>" +
					" Or French fry on his seat <br>"
					" To have a neat and tidy car <br>" +
					" Really I would druther <br>" +
					" But my car's a home away from home <br>" +
					" For a never-at-home-mother";
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeIEnjoyBeingAMom()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I'm a mom and by me that's only great <br>" +
					" I am proud that my silhouette is curvy. (a little too curvy) <br>" +
					" Because I haven't lost my baby weight <br>" +
					" And my hormones are going topsy-turvy. <br><br>" +
					" I adore my daughter dressed in something frilly <br>" +
					" With peanut butter smeared across her face <br>" +
					" And my boy's friends, Joe and John and Billy <br>" +
					" Are always over messing up my place <br><br>" +
					" For my birthday I got a.....toaster <br>" +
					" And my house is never peaceful or calm <br>" +
					" My kids never use a coaster, but  <br>" +
					" I enjoy being a mom <br><br>" +
					" My free time is never, mine now <br>" +
					" I get up at the crack of dawn <br>" +
					" With soccer, ballet, Tae kwan do <br>" +
					" But I enjoy being a mom <br><br>" +
					" I flip when my children bring me dandelions <br>" +
					" I drool over \"Easy Bake\" chocolate cake, <br>" +
					" that was made by my two sons and my daughter, <br>" +
					" with at least 6 cups of batter on my face.  <br><br>" +
					" I'm strictly a chauffeur, cook, nurse and maid <br>" +
					" And my future I hope will be, <br>" +
					" At home hugging three, great children, <br>" +
					" Who enjoy being a kid,  <br>" +
					" Having a mom like me. <br><br>" +
					" I waited to have my life back <br>" +
					"  'til my children were all in school <br>" +
					" So I'd have hours to myself <br>" +
					" Oh, boy was I such a fool <br><br>" +
					" My free time is never mine now <br>" +
					" There are errands to run all day <br>" +
					" With cooking, cleaning and shopping <br>" +
					" There's no time left for me to play <br><br>" +
					" I try to create memories with my photos <br>" +
					" Because I hear scrap booking's all the rage <br>" +
					" By the time I organize my stickers <br>" +
					" I only have the time to do one page <br><br>" +
					" I am strictly a frazzled housewife <br>" +
					" And my future I hope will be <br>" +
					" Still at home raising three great children <br>" +
					" Who enjoy being kid <br>" +
					" Having a mom like me";



	return strLyrics;
}


function writeCarPoolMom()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " All the children, gather in the van <br>" +
					" Screaming, fighting, fingers on the windows <br>" +
					" From dawn to dusk she drives them place to place <br>" +
					" Overlapping schedules, frustration on her face <br><br>" +
					" Take me here and there, carpool mom <br>" +
					" To the place, I belong <br>" +
					" Football, piano, soccer, ballet <br>" +
					" Take me here and there carpool mom <br><br>" +
					" Karate starts at 6 o'clock, Pick him up at eight <br>" +
					" Soccer game's at seven, Better not be late <br>" +
					" Basketball's at seven-ten, 20 miles away <br>" +
					" Here we are! There's no one here? <br>" +
					" Could this be the wrong day? <br><br>" +
					" Take me here and there, carpool mom <br>" +
					" To the place, I belong <br>" +
					" Football, piano, soccer, ballet <br>" +
					" Take me here and there carpool mom <br><br>" +
					" I hear a voice in the backseat as she calls me <br>" +
					" Stop real quick, I gotta go potty now right away. <br>" +
					" And driving down the road I get a feeling, <br>" +
					" \"Didn't I just do this yesterday?\" <br><br>" +
					"Take me here and there Carpool mom";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeSummertime()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Summertime <br>" +
					" And There's No Break For Mama <br>" +
					" Kids Are Home Now <br>" +
					" And Tempers Rise <br><br>" +
					" Oh, Your Daddy's At Work <br>" +
					" And Doesn't Have To Be Round You <br>" +
					" So Hush, Little Kids Now <br>" +
					" Mama Needs A Good Cry <br><br>" +
					" One Of These Mornin's <br>" +
					" You're Gonna Go Back To School Now <br>" +
					" And I'll Have Until Three O'clock <br>" +
					" To Get Everything Done <br><br>" +
					" But Till That Mornin' <br>" +
					" There's A Nothin' Gets Done Round Here <br>" +
					" With Your Worn Out, Sweet Mama <br>" +
					" Countin' The Days Until School <br><br>" +
					" Oh, It Can't Come Too Soon <br>" +
					" I'm Countin' The Days Until School <br>" +
					" Ooooh <br>" +
					" August Can't Come Too Soon!!!";

	return strLyrics;
}
function writeBoysRap()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I Don't Understand My Boys Today <br>" +
					" The Way They Dress And The Things They Say <br>" +
					" Pants Too Big Draggin' On The Floor <br>" +
					" \"What's Up\" And \"Chil\" - Can't Take No More <br>" +
					" Oh, I Just Don't Understand Boys <br><br>" +
					" Cd's Blarin' And They Never Stop <br>" +
					" The Way They Sing And Dance Hip Hop <br>" +
					" Snakes And Snails And Puppydog Tails <br>" +
					" Burps And Toots And Dirty Fingernails <br>" +
					" Oh, I Just Don't Understand Boys <br><br>" +
					" I'm Sure My Boys Don't Understand Me <br>" +
					" I Say, \"Clean Your Room\" But They Wanna Be Free <br>" +
					" So They Run And Push And They're Full Of Life <br>" +
					" But They Don't Mean To Cause Their Mother Strife <br>" +
					" Oh, I Wish I Understood Boys <br><br>" +
					" Don't Do This, Don't Do That <br>" +
					" Get Your Elbows Off The Table, Take Off Your Hat <br>" +
					" Boys'll Be Boys, That's The Way They'll Stay <br>" +
					" And I Kinda Like The Fact God Made 'Em That Way <br>" +
					" They're Boys All Boys <br><br>" +
					" Some Day When They've Both Moved Out <br>" +
					" The House'll Be Quiet-No More Shouts <br>" +
					" I Won't Have To Unroll Dirty Socks <br>" +
					" Or Clean Out Pockets With Gum Or Rocks <br>" +
					" Oh, Oh, A Life Without Boys <br><br>" +
					" My House'll Look Pretty, All Clean And Neat <br>" +
					" No More Wrestling Or Dirty Feet <br>" +
					" No Rough And Tumble And You'll Hear Me Say <br>" +
					" \"Oh How I Miss Those Good Old Days\" <br>" +
					" With My Boys-Those Boys";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeTakingCareofChildren()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I get up every morning to the baby screamin' <br>" +
					"  at 6:15 in the morning. <br>" +
					" I try to get the kids a lovin'  <br>" +
					" but their pushin' and a shovin' <br>" +
					" And there's no time for me to get pretty. <br>" +
					" And I'll never be on time to get to work by 9 <br>" +
					" After making all the lunches for the day <br>" +
					" Do you ever get annoyed always tripping over toys <br>" +
					" Oh, I'd love to just do nothin' all day. <br><br>" +
					" But I've been takin' care of children, every day <br>" +
					" Takin' care of children in every way. <br>" +
					" I've been takin' care of children and its all right <br>" +
					" But when you're takin' care of children <br>" +
					" You are workin' overtime. <br><br>" +
					" My husband gets home every evening  <br>" +
					" just to hear me screamin'  <br>" +
					" at the kids while I'm tryin' to make supper. <br>" +
					" I want a cookie they beg, <br>" +
					" The baby hangin' on my leg. <br>" +
					" And there he is just reading his paper. <br>" +
					" Do you think that he could say, <br>" +
					" \"honey how was your day\" <br>" +
					" in between the comics and the sports page? <br>" +
					" Do you ever feel ignored when he walks in the door? <br>" +
					" Oh, sometimes I think I'll get in a rage.<br><br>" +
					" But I've been takin' care of children, every day <br>" +
					" Takin' care of children in every way. <br>" +
					" I've been takin' care of children and its all right <br>" +
					" But when you're takin' care of children <br>" +
					" You are workin' overtime. <br>";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeAStrangerLiving()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I have a stranger living in my house with me <br>" +
					" Always turning on T.V. <br>" +
					" While talking on the phone <br><br>" +
					" I have a stranger that I do not recognize <br>" +
					" She's a whole new shape and size <br>" +
					" Than the girl I've always known <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who used to play with Barbie dolls <br>" +
					" Who dreamed of Cinderella Balls <br>" +
					" Prince Charming on a Steed <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who used to search for ladybugs <br>" +
					" Who used to give my knees a hug <br>" +
					" And bring me books to read <br><br>" +
					" Years ago, I prayed for a little girl <br>" +
					" A baby dressed in pink with bows and curls <br>" +
					" Her blue eyes slowly blinking shut to sounds of lullabies <br>" +
					" In the blink of an eye, my baby <br>" +
					" Is becoming a lady <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who used to roll on glitter <br>" +
					" Who now gets in a flitter  <br>" +
					" If her makeup's just not right <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who used to play with plastic toys <br>" +
					" Now, only wants to talk of boys <br>" +
					" On the Internet all night <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who looks at me and rolls her eyes <br>" +
					" But knows I'll hold her when she cries <br>" +
					" Tell her, she'll get through somehow <br><br>" +
					" I have a daughter who still crawls in the bed with me <br>" +
					" Tells me what she dreams she'll be <br>" +
					" Someday, not far from now <br><br>" +
					" <i>I have a mother who always says to clean my room</i> <br>" +
					" <i>Who says that rap is not a tune</i> <br>" +
					" <i>Who nags me night and day</i> <br><br>" +
					" <i>I have a mother who listens when I get real mad</i> <br>" +
					" <i>And say things that I shouldn't have</i> <br>" +
					" <i>But loves me anyway</i> <br><br>" +
					" Years ago, I prayed for a little girl <br>" +
					" A baby dressed in pink with bows and curls <br>" +
					" Her blue eyes slowly blinking shut to sounds of lullabies <br>" +
					" In the blink of an eye, my baby <br>" +
					" Is becoming a lady <br><br>" +
					" Years ago I prayed for a little girl <br>" +
					" Now she won't wear pink, no bows, no curls <br><br>" +
					" <i>But God was good, He gave me you</i> <br><br>" +
					" And I'm as proud as I could be <br><br>" +
					" I'm the mom <br><br>" +
					" <i>I'm still your baby</i> <br><br>" +
					" You're a beautiful, young lady";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeTeenagersTheyWillBe()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Da, da, da da!----- Hormones----Piercings-------Loud Music <br><br>" +
			" They're always slammin' doors <br>" +
			" They argue over chores <br>" +
			" They spill on my clean floors <br>" +
			" Teenagers they will be <br><br>" +
			" I never see them study <br>" +
			" They always ask for money <br>" +
			" They think that farts are funny <br>" +
			" Teenagers they will be <br><br>" +
			" Da, da, da da!-----Wild parties-----Dating-------Cigarettes <br><br>" +
			" They hardly ever smile <br>" +
			" They throw their clothes in piles <br>" +
			" I hate their weird hairstyles <br>" +
			" Teenagers they will be <br><br>" +
			" They never listen to you <br>" +
			" They're always late for curfew <br>" +
			" They say they want a tatoo <br>" +
			" Teenagers they will be <br><br>" +
			" Da, da, da da!------------Move-Out------------Way to soon!!!!";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeICouldHaveCooked()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Cook, Cook, I Don't Know What To Cook <br>" +
			" Everything I Make They Complain About Each Day <br><br>" +
			" Bake, Bake, It's Way Too Hot To Bake <br>" +
			" What Will Take The Least Trouble To Make <br><br>" +
			" I Could Have Baked All Day <br>" +
			" I Could Have Cooked All Night <br>" +
			" And Still They Beg For More <br><br>" +
			" I'll Never Be Betty Crocker Or Julia Child <br>" +
			" I Think That Cooking's A Bore <br>" +
			" I'll Never Know What Makes This So Exciting <br>" +
			" All I Know Is Every Day Another Meal <br><br>" +
			" I Only Know Someday <br>" +
			" When My Kids Move Away <br>" +
			" I'll Never Bake Or Cook, Again <br><br>" +
			" I'll Never Bake A Cake <br>" +
			" Or Ever Try To Make <br>" +
			" A Healthy Meal Again <br><br>" +
			" I'll Never Waste My Time <br>" +
			" Making Meals Sublime <br>" +
			" Then Watch Them Pour Ketchup On It <br><br>" +
			" 	They'll Never Know	 <br>" +
			" All The Hours I Spent At The Grocery Store <br>" +
			" Just To Listen To Them <br>" +
			" Complain About The Spam, Casserole <br><br>" +
			" I Only Know Someday <br>" +
			" When My Kids Move Away <br>" +
			" I'll Never Bake Or Cook Again <br><br>" +
			" I Will Never Try <br>" +
			" To Make A Sugarless Pie <br>" +
			" And Pass It Off For Real <br><br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I'll Never Try To Shred <br>" +
			" Zucchini In My Bread <br>" +
			" So They Get Vegetables In Their Meal <br><br>" +
			" I'll Never Make Another Turkey Burger <br>" +
			" And Paint It With Worchester  <br>" +
			" So It Won't Look Gray <br><br>" +
			" I Will Beg And Steal <br>" +
			" To Eat Out Every Meal <br>" +
			" I'll Never Bake Or Cook, Again <br><br>" +
			" Yippie!!!!";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeIHadABrain()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " My kids say I don't know how <br>" +
			" It is to be a kid now <br>" +
			" I'm too old and too lame <br><br>" +
			" With the years I've been livin' <br>" +
			" You would think I'd earned a ribbon <br>" +
			" If they thought I had a brain <br><br>" +
			" They want to pierce their naval <br>" +
			" They spend hours watching cable <br>" +
			" Let their grades wash down the drain <br><br>" +
			" I tell 'em look at all you're missin' <br>" +
			" And they might just stop to listen <br>" +
			" If they thought I had a brain <br><br>" +
			" 	I try to share all of the wisdom I have stored <br>" +
			" If they could learn from my mistakes and my rewards <br>" +
			" And then I stop...cause they look bored <br><br>" +
			" I try to warn of all the danger <br>" +
			" Of drugs and beer and strangers <br>" +
			" To save them years of pain <br><br>" +
			" I really want my kids to hear me <br>" +
			" And I'm sure they would revere me <br>" +
			" If they thought I had a brain";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeComeSaturdayMorning()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Come Saturday morning,  <br>" +
			" we're at the ball field or a gym <br>" +
			" We'll Saturday spend <br>" +
			"  till the end of the day. <br>" +
			" Just us in our van,  <br>" +
			" We'll travel for miles  <br>" +
			" with our tournament smiles, <br>" +
			" and then we'll play ball. <br>" +
			" But we will have sunburn, <br>" +
			"  long after Saturday's gone. <br><br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Come Saturday morning, <br>" +
			"  the hustle and bustle of kids <br>" +
			" from game to game  <br>" +
			" to recital all day. <br>" +
			" No time for ourselves,  <br>" +
			" we travel for miles <br>" +
			"  with our busy lifestyles. <br>" +
			" And then they'll move on <br>" +
			" But we will remember,  <br>" +
			" long after children are gone";

	return strLyrics;
}

function write18Holes()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Some people say a man is made to hit sticks <br>" +
			" Boggies and birdies, gotta get his fix <br>" +
			" Big Bertha clubs and you can't play wrong <br>" +
			" A mind that's weak, but a swing that's strong <br>" +
			" (he plays) <br><br>" +
			" 18 holes, and whatta ya get <br>" +
			" 5 hours spent to get a pain in the neck <br>" +
			" Saturday's here, oh baby, please don't go <br>" +
			" You're addicted to a ball that can roll in a hole <br><br>" +
			" He was born to a family  <br>" +
			" who played real good <br>" +
			" He picked up a club, hit like Tiger Woods- <br>" +
			" He shot a 83 game with a number 9 iron <br>" +
			" And he said to himself,  <br>" +
			" \"let's do it one more time\", <br><br>" +
			" 18 holes, and whatta ya get <br>" +
			" 5 hours spent to get a pain in the neck <br>" +
			" Saturday's here, oh baby, please don't go <br>" +
			" You're addicted to a ball that can roll in a hole <br><br>" +
			" One day I needed help, but he was on the run <br>" +
			" He said, \"My day is so busy-so much to get done\" <br>" +
			" But he wasn't at work- he was playing some golf <br>" +
			" That's not the only thing that day, my husband tee'd off <br><br>" +
			" 18 holes, and whatta ya get <br>" +
			" 5 hours spent to get a pain in the neck <br>" +
			" Saturday's here, oh baby, please don't go <br>" +
			" You're addicted to a ball that can roll in a hole";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeClimbLaundryMoutain()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Climb Laundry Mountain <br>" +
			" Presoak Every Stain <br>" +
			" Decide On A Detergent <br>" +
			" Tide With Bleach Or Gain <br><br>" +
			" Climb Laundry Mountain <br>" +
			" Search High And Low <br>" +
			" Asking Life's Deep Questions <br>" +
			" Where Did That Missing Sock Go? <br><br>" +
			" Dreams Of Endless Dirty Clothes <br>" +
			" How Much More Can You Give? <br>" +
			" Every Day Of Your Life <br>" +
			" For As Long As You Live <br><br>" +
			" Climb Laundry Mountain <br>" +
			" Turn White Clothes Red <br>" +
			" Sorting, Washing, Folding <br>" +
			" Never To Get Ahead <br><br>" +
			" I Call My Laundry Pile Mount Pickering <br>" +
			" I Scale It Every 15 Or 20 Days  <br>" +
			" Whether I Need To Or Not  <br>" +
			" I Have Been Known To Buy More Socks, <br>" +
			" Instead Of Wash Them. <br><br>" +
			" Climb Laundry Mountain  <br>" +
			" Fight Collar Ring <br>" +
			" Empting The Lint Trap <br>" +
			" Bounce To End Static Cling";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeCrazy()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Crazy, I'm crazy for  <br>" +
			" chocolate covered cashews <br>" +
			" Crazy, I'm crazy for eating fast food <br><br>" +
			" My ma-tab-olism has a snail's pace. <br><br>" +
			" Oh, I'm crazy for tryin' <br>" +
			" I'm tired of cryin' <br>" +
			" And I'm crazy for high fatty foods. <br><br>" +
			" Crazy, I'm crazy for  <br>" +
			" counting my fat grahams <br>" +
			" Crazy, I'm crazy for trying tofu <br><br>" +
			" My scale can't measure  <br>" +
			" the depths of my weight now <br><br>" +
			" Oh, I'm crazy for tryin' <br>" +
			" I'm crazy for dietin' <br>" +
			" And I'm crazy for high fatty foods";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeJustAShopper()
{
	var strLyrics = "";
	
	strLyrics = " It ain't so much a question  <br>" +
			" of not knowing what to do <br>" +
			" I've known what's right and wrong  <br>" +
			" since I've been 10 <br>" +
			" But sometimes I go shopping  <br>" +
			" when I'm down or feeling blue <br>" +
			" And sometimes I forget how much I've spent <br>" +
			" I know I mustn't fall into the pit <br>" +
			" But when I'm with my VISA—I forget <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I'm just a shopper who can't say NO <br>" +
			" I'm in a terrible fix <br>" +
			" I always see the price is low <br>" +
			" Just when I otta say Nix <br>" +
			" When I see the nearest Clearance rack <br>" +
			" I know I otta turn and walk away <br>" +
			" But as soon as I see that yellow tag <br>" +
			" I take out all my money and I pay <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I'm just a fool for a garage sale <br>" +
			" When I see a sign a step on my brake <br>" +
			" Oh, what a deal I can make <br>" +
			" A bargain's, a bargain for Pete sake <br>" +
			" I can't say NO <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Whatcha gonna do when your husband says  <br>" +
			" \"Honey, Don't spend no more money,  <br>" +
			" Whatcha gonna do? <br>" +
			" Supposin' that he says  <br>" +
			" that the checkbook is bouncin' <br>" +
			" And the bills are mountin' <br>" +
			" Whatcha gonna do? <br>" +
			" But supposin' that it's buy one get one free <br>" +
			" And you gotta get one free or die! <br>" +
			" Whatcha gonna do with the things you bought a week ago <br>" +
			" And you hid in the trunk of the car <br>" +
			" Whatcha gonna do, lie <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I'm just a shopper who can't say NO <br>" +
			" And it's true but every day you eat food <br>" +
			" When it's double coupon day <br>" +
			" I'm in a grocery store mood  <br>" +
			" Here's a coupon for a dollar off <br>" +
			" If you give your dog a permanent wave <br>" +
			" Even though I do not own a pet <br>" +
			" Think of all the money I can save <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I'm just a fool when the price is low <br>" +
			" I can't keep a budget, I can't <br>" +
			" I try- but I ain't a SAINT <br>" +
			" How can I be what I ain't <br>" +
			" I can't say NO <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" OPEN-OPEN-OPEN";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeSomewhere()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " When all your thoughts become a hopeless jumble <br>" +
			" And your memory just tumbles all around <br>" +
			" And Heaven gets closer with each Birthday <br>" +
			" When all your drinks are filled with Metamusil <br>" +
			" And there's a map of lines across your face <br>" +
			" And your body creaks & aches, & your eyes begin to bag <br>" +
			" And your lips begin to fade <br><br>" +
			" Somewhere over the hill now, hair turns gray <br>" +
			" And those spots on your hands <br>" +
			"  aren't freckles anymore they're age, spots <br>" +
			" Somewhere over the hill now, things become weak <br>" +
			" MMM....And when you cough or sneeze  <br>" +
			" or laugh really hard you might leak. <br><br>" +
			" Someday you'll wish upon a star, <br>" +
			" And wake up and your youth is far behind you <br>" +
			" 'Cause all those years of pudding pops, <br>" +
			" cookies, cakes and lemon drops, are taking their toll behind you. <br><br>" +
			" Somewhere over the hill now, the years fly by <br>" +
			" If you're at least 40 years old, you're over the hill now,  <br>" +
			" Buy stock in Depends buy, buy <br>" +
			" Buy real estate in Florida <br>" +
			" Say hello to saggy breasts  <br>" +
			" Bye, bye to ALL your hair (YOUTH) <br>" +
			" Say bye, bye. Wave bye, bye";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeWhy()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Why cook from scratch, when they put it in a box? <br>" +
			" Why buy a fake fur when I could kill a fox? <br>" +
			" Why use the real stuff when Sweet-n-low is Sweet? <br>" +
			" Why do the right thing, when it's not hard to cheat? <br><br>" +
			" Why not turn my head, when I see someone in need? <br>" +
			" Why go to church when they put it on TV? <br>" +
			" Why make an omelet when Captain Crunch is good? <br>" +
			" Why should I do what's right, just because I should? <br><br>" +
			" Tell me why? I like to do the things I do. <br>" +
			" I think I know what's best for me, just do what's best for you. <br>" +
			" Tell me why? Why can't I say the things I say; <br>" +
			" After all God's forgiven me already anyway.  <br><br>" +
			" Why give my money to the church when I could save? <br>" +
			" Why obey my parents when it's no fun to behave?  <br>" +
			" Why tell the truth in court when Presidents can lie? <br>" +
			" Why is it so hard to be good, please just tell me WHY? <br><br>" +
			" Why read my Bible when there's Harloquin romance? <br>" +
			" Why not tell some juicy gossip when I've got the chance? <br>" +
			" Why not call the Psychic Friends Hot line instead of pray? <br>" +
			" Why do I look to God, yet turn the other way? <br><br>" +
			" Tell me why? Why do I do the things I do? <br>" +
			" I think I know what's best for me-yet I don't have a clue? <br>" +
			" Tell me why? Why do I say the things I say; <br>" +
			" when God is living in my heart to guide my on my way? <br>" +
			"  Tell me why? Why does God love me like He does?   <br>" +
			" I don't deserve that kind of love,  <br>" +
			" but He loves me....Just because. ";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeGodEsteem()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I may never join the Olympic Team. <br>" +
			" Have a house that's clean. <br>" +
			" Get used to Lean Cuisine. <br>" +
			" I'll probably never get to wear a dress under a size 18. <br><br>" +
			" But I'm filled with God-esteem. <br>" +
			" Yes, Sir <br>" +
			" I'm filled with God-esteem. <br>" +
			" Yes, Sir <br>" +
			" I'm filled with God-esteem.  <br><br>" +
			" I may never ride in a limousine. <br>" +
			" Model in a magazine.  <br>" +
			" Be a beauty queen. <br>" +
			" I may never wear a suit in a \"Bay Watch Scene\". <br><br>" +
			" But I'm filled with God-esteem. <br>" +
			" Yes, Sir";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeWhatADeal()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Some people have had a long day at the office <br>" +
			" ALL THEY WANT TO DO IS FIND THEIR WAY BACK HOME <br>" +
			" Some people want to spend their night with family <br>" +
			" But they're controlled by a ringing phone <br>" +
			" (don't answer it, don't answer it) <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Telemarketers will call you every night every day. <br>" +
			"  During your dinner, you'll hear them call you. <br>" +
			" Buy today, buy today. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" \"Congratulations\" they tell you <br>" +
			" You've won a trip with Walt Disney <br>" +
			" If you sit through a four hour presentation <br>" +
			" You'll get a set of knives for free <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Your own special rate; your own special deal. <br>" +
			" SIGN UP WITH ME, BUY IT NOW, IT'S A STEAL <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Does your house need new siding? <br>" +
			" How 'bout your windows, do they look clean? <br>" +
			" Why don't you sell and buy a new house? <br>" +
			" You should renew your magazines. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" WHAT A DEAL, IT'S A STEAL <br>" +
			" Sign up and buy <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You'll hear the phone ring. <br>" +
			" Ringing off the hook now <br>" +
			" How much a minute, long distance do you pay? <br>" +
			" You tell them \"NO\"  <br>" +
			" but they won't take \"NO\" for an answer <br>" +
			" Sweet and annoying as can be <br>" +
			" Change to me, buy from me, give me money <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" INFOMERCIALS WILL WHISPER <br>" +
			" Late at night from your T.V. <br>" +
			" IF YOU BUY A DEHYDRATOR <br>" +
			" We'll throw a Thigh Master in for free <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" What a deal, it's a steal <br>" +
			" Sign up and buy";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeInTheMirror()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " When looking in the mirror I see <br>" +
			" A face that's looking back at me <br><br>" +
			" If I just look straight in the eyes <br>" +
			" There's someone there I recognize <br><br>" +
			" Through facial fuzz and deep crows feet <br>" +
			" Hair sprayed hair all nice and neat <br><br>" +
			" I study every inch I see <br>" +
			" Of that woman staring back at me <br><br>" +
			" It really is a mystery <br>" +
			" Who could that old woman be? <br><br>" +
			" Then rushing by my car one day <br>" +
			" I jumped back with a squeal <br><br>" +
			" For in the window reflection <br>" +
			" I saw that face again---IT'S REAL! <br><br>" +
			" I know that face, I know it well <br>" +
			" There really is no other <br><br>" +
			" The reflection I've been seeing in the mirror <br>" +
			" Is the face of MY MOTHER!";

	return strLyrics;
}
function writeThisIsTheDay()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " This is the day, this is the day  <br>" +
			" that I found my gray  - that I found my gray <br>" +
			" I will be sad. I will be sad <br>" +
			" and will color it, and will color it --- <br>" +
			" This is the day that I found my gray <br>" +
			" I will be sad and will color it <br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day  <br>" +
			" that I found my gray. <br><br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day <br>" +
			" For my mammogram, for my mammogram <br>" +
			" I will be safe, I will be safe  <br>" +
			" and be squished in it and be squished in it. <br>" +
			" This is the day for my mammogram <br>" +
			" I will be safe and be squished in it <br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day  <br>" +
			" For my mammogram <br><br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day <br>" +
			" For my menopause, for my menopause <br>" +
			" I'll be hormonal , I'll be hormonal <br>" +
			" and will sweat through it, and will sweat through it <br>" +
			" This is the day for my menopause <br>" +
			" I will be HOT and will sweat through it <br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day <br>" +
			" For my menopause <br><br>" +
			" This is the day, this is the day <br>" +
			" That my kids move away, that my kids move away <br>" +
			" I will rejoice, I will rejoice  <br>" +
			" And be glad in it, and be glad in it <br>" +
			" This is the day for the empty nest <br>" +
			" I will buy new furniture and carpeting <br>" +
			" This is the day, finally the day <br>" +
			" I'LL DO IT MY WAY!";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeDietsCant()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Diets, diets can't keep us thinner <br>" +
			" Think of Dr. Phil whenever <br>" +
			" Some sweet chocolate cake  <br>" +
			" comes along Singin' it's song <br>" +
			" Don't touch a crumb,  <br>" +
			" Love yourself you'll be strong <br><br>" +
			" Just STOP 'cause Healthy looks better <br>" +
			" STOP so you can tuck in your sweater <br>" +
			" Go buy the book - 7 keys'll <br>" +
			" Keep you thinner, You're a winner <br><br>" +
			" But the food says <br>" +
			" \"you, you belong to me now- <br>" +
			" ain't gonna set you free now- <br>" +
			" It's been a bad day  <br>" +
			" You need a sugar high to mend <br>" +
			" Food is your friend, <br>" +
			" You've lost weight before  <br>" +
			" You're gonna gain it back again. <br><br>" +
			" Just STOP time to get real 'bout your weight <br>" +
			" STOP don't be controlled by your plate  <br>" +
			" Go buy the book, 7 keys to <br>" +
			" keep you thinner You're a winner <br><br>" +
			" Tell your-self, you are beautiful  <br>" +
			" Get a new internal dialogue  <br>" +
			" You gotta get real or stay real fat <br>" +
			" Who'll be pushing you on <br><br>" +
			" Doc Phil, Doc Phil, Doc Phil <br>" +
			" Willpower stink and it'll stink forever <br>" +
			" By myself I can't keep it together <br>" +
			" I need a no-fail environment <br>" +
			" Surround me with friends  <br>" +
			" A broken heart to mend <br>" +
			" I'll eat to be healthy <br>" +
			" Never binge again <br><br>" +
			" Just STOP just think \"What's the payoff?\" <br>" +
			" STOP This time the weight's gonna stay off <br>" +
			" Believe in yourself <br>" +
			" Follow the keys <br><br>" +
			" To Keep you thinner, You're a winner <br>" +
			" Doc Phil, Doc Phil, Doc Phil McGraw has found the weight solution <br>" +
			" stop eating fast food pollution….";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeBloated()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I Feel Bloated, Oh So Bloated,  <br>" +
			" I Feel Swollen And Bloated  <br>" +
			" By Chance <br>" +
			" I'm So Bloated That I Hardly Can Zip Up My Pants <br>" +
			" I Feel Frumpy, And So Grumpy,  <br>" +
			" I Feel Moody, I'm Happy Then Mad <br>" +
			" Then I'm Tearful  <br>" +
			"   I Don't Like Myself, I'm So Sad <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" See That Bloated Girl In That Mirror There <br>" +
			" Who Could That P.M.S. Girl Be <br>" +
			" Such A Pipple Face, Such A Bloated Gut, Such A Grumpy Frown <br>" +
			" Such An Ugly Me <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I Need Chocolate, Yes Some Chocolate,  <br>" +
			" \"Just Leave Me Alone\", Cause I'm <br>" +
			" In My Monthly, Grumpy, Frumpy,  <br>" +
			" Horrible Time <br>" +
			"     \"Just Go Away\"";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeMildew()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " There's always showers of mildew <br>" +
			" Left over slivers of soap <br>" +
			" Empty bottles of shampoo <br>" +
			" Hey, Mr. Clean there's no hope <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Showers of mildew <br>" +
			" Mold in my grout do I see <br>" +
			" Hard water spots all around me <br>" +
			" When will this shower be clean? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" There's always rings 'round my tub now  <br>" +
			" There's always scum on the door <br>" +
			" Scrubbing Bubbles can't break thru <br>" +
			" It's become a scouring war <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Showers of mildew <br>" +
			" Mold in my grout do I see <br>" +
			" Hard water spots all around me <br>" +
			" When will this shower be clean? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" My shower curtain is torn now <br>" +
			" And covered with moldy black dots <br>" +
			" There's lime invading my shower head <br>" +
			" My caulking just peels and it rots";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeAnyOtherWay()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I've been married to the same man for all these years <br>" +
			" He used to have a head of hair, now it's growin' out his ears <br>" +
			" Those things that drew me to him, now bug me every day <br>" +
			" And I wouldn't have it any other way <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" He would try to impress me with the lovely things he said <br>" +
			" Now we listen to the news, while he clips his toenails in our bed <br>" +
			" But, he never cuts me down, and he supports me every day <br>" +
			" And I wouldn't have it any other way <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" He used to get excited about the sexy thing I wore <br>" +
			" Now to rev up his engine we talk about his last golf score <br>" +
			" I wanted an athletic guy, but I didn't know how much he'd play <br>" +
			" And I wouldn't have it any other way <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" On cold nights we'd start a fire. I remember those long talks <br>" +
			" Now, on chilly nights he jumps in bed,  <br>" +
			" keeps warm with long wool socks <br>" +
			" But at least my man comes home to me <br>" +
			" I never worry that he'll stray <br>" +
			" And I wouldn't have it any other way <br>" +
			" And I wouldn't have it any other way.....";

	return strLyrics;
}

function writeSpringClean()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " If Ever I Were To Spring Clean <br>" +
			" It Couldn't Be In Summer <br>" +
			" Cleaning Up In Summer I Never Am Home <br><br>" +
			" We're Swimming In Chlorine <br>" +
			" We're Traveling Abroad <br>" +
			" The Yard Work Can Wait Till <br>" +
			" We Have Brown Sod <br><br>" +
			" If I Were To Spring Clean <br>" +
			" It Wouldn't Be In Autumn <br>" +
			" Cleaning Up In Autumn I'm Sure I'd Say \"No\" <br><br>" +
			" With Sports And With School Days <br>" +
			" Raking Leaves In The Sun <br>" +
			" No Time For Dusting <br>" +
			" The Vacuum I Won't Run <br><br>" +
			" And Could I Be Cleaning All Day <br>" +
			" When It Begins To Snow? <br>" +
			" When I Could Build Snowmen And Sled <br>" +
			" Instead Of Mop And Glow <br><br>" +
			" But If I Were To Spring Clean <br>" +
			" It Wouldn't Be In Springtime <br>" +
			" Because I'm In The Garden <br>" +
			" Helping Flowers To Grow <br><br>" +
			" Oh, No Not In Spring Time <br>" +
			" Summer, Winter Or Fall <br>" +
			" No, Never Will I Spring Clean, At All (Let's Go Outside)";


	return strLyrics;
}

function writeBuncoBabes()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Get your friends all together at night <br>" +
			" Leave your family home baby, they'll be all right <br>" +
			" Cause we're Bunco Babes-Wild Bunco Babes <br>" +
			" Any excuse to eat and drink <br>" +
			" Play a dice game where you don't have to think <br>" +
			" Laugh real hard till you all have to pee <br>" +
			" Bunco night baby is the place to be <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Roll three dice at tables of four <br>" +
			" Argue over who has to keep the score <br>" +
			" We are Bunco Babes-Wild Bunco Babes <br>" +
			" Late at night all the dots look the same <br>" +
			" Keep your self focused gotta play the game <br>" +
			" When will this end? You never can tell. <br>" +
			" Come on head table, will you ring that bell? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Now it's time to win a prize <br>" +
			" Can't hardly open up my eyes <br>" +
			" But we're Bunco Babes-Late-night Bunco Babes <br>" +
			" Any excuse to eat and drink <br>" +
			" Play a dice game where you don't have to think <br>" +
			" I WIN AGAIN! I always do. <br>" +
			" Cause I'm the MASTER, Bunco Babe GURU!!!";


	return strLyrics;
}

//Begin Inside Out Songs

function writeAsTheDeer()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " As the deer panteth for the water <br>" +
			"  so my soul longeth after Thee <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You alone are my heart's desire <br>" +
			"  and I long to worship Thee <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You alone are my strength, my shield <br>" +
			" To You alone may my spirit yield <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You alone are my hearts desire  <br>" +
			" and I long to worship Thee.";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeGrandpa()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Grandpa, Tell me 'bout those good old days. <br>" +
			" Sometimes it feels like, this world's gone crazy. <br>" +
			" And Grandpa, take me back to yesterday, <br>" +
			" When the line between right and wrong, <br>" +
			" Didn't seem so hazy. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Did lovers really fall in love to stay, <br>" +
			" And stand beside each other, come what may? <br>" +
			" Was a promise really something people kept,  <br>" +
			" Not just something they would say (and then forget)? <br>" +
			" Did families really bow their heads to pray? <br>" +
			" Did daddies really never go away? <br>" +
			" Oh, oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout those good old days. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Grandpa, everything is changin' fast. <br>" +
			" They call it progress, but I just don't know. <br>" +
			" And grandpa, let's wander back into the past, <br>" +
			" And paint me a picture, of long ago. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Did lovers really fall in love to stay, <br>" +
			" And stand beside each other, come what may? <br>" +
			" Was a promise really something people kept,  <br>" +
			" Not just something they would say (and then forget)? <br>" +
			" Did families really bow their heads to pray? <br>" +
			" Did daddies really never go away? <br>" +
			" Oh, oh, grandpa, tell me 'bout those good old days.";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeMidnightCry()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " I hear the sound, of a mighty rushing wind <br>" +
			" And It's closer now, than it's ever been <br>" +
			" I can almost hear the trumpet <br>" +
			" As Gabriel sounds His chord  <br>" +
			" At the midnight cry, we'll be goin' home. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I look around me, I see prophecy fulfilled everywhere <br>" +
			" The signs of the times, they're appearing everywhere <br>" +
			" I can almost hear the trumpet, as he says, <br>" +
			" \"go get my children\" <br>" +
			" and at the midnight cry, we'll be goin' home <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" When Jesus steps out, on a cloud to call His children <br>" +
			" The dead in Christ shall rise, to meet him in the air <br>" +
			" And then those that remain, shall be quickly changed <br>" +
			" And at the midnight cry, we'll be going home. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I look around me, I see prophecy fulfilled everywhere <br>" +
			" The signs of the times, they're appearing everywhere <br>" +
			" I can almost hear the trumpet, as he says, <br>" +
			" \"go get my children\" <br>" +
			" and at the midnight cry, we'll be goin' home <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" When Jesus steps out, on a cloud to call His children <br>" +
			" The dead in Christ shall rise, to meet him in the air <br>" +
			" And then those that remain, shall be quickly changed <br>" +
			" And at the midnight cry, we'll be going home.";

	
	return strLyrics;
}


function writeReba()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Reba Was The Girl That Everybody Knew. <br>" +
			" She Used To Draw For Water From The Well. <br>" +
			" But That Was Not The Only Task They Knew Her For.The Men Knew Reba Wouldn't Kiss And Tell. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" But No One Knew The Pain That Reba Felt Inside,No One Knew The Tears That Every Night She Cried, She Couldn't Find The Happiness For Which She Strived, No Matter How Hard, She Tried. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Reba, Was A Bad Girl. Reba, Was Her Name. <br>" +
			" Reba, Was A Bad Girl. Pleasing Men Was Her Fame. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Then One Day A Man Asked For A Drink From Her.  <br>" +
			" A Man Whose Eyes Were Filled With Loving Care. <br>" +
			" She Said, \"Why Would A Jew Ask For A Drink From Me Sir?\" She Didn't Know Her Sins He Soon Would Bear. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" He Said, \"Drink My Living Water  <br>" +
			" And You'll Thirst No More. <br>" +
			" It's The Kind Of Living Water <br>" +
			"  That You're Looking For. <br>" +
			" Just Follow Me And Eternal Life Is What's In Store, Go Out And Sin........No More!\" <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Now... Reba Is A Changed Girl. <br>" +
			" Reba, Is Her Name. <br>" +
			" Reba, Is A Changed Girl. <br>" +
			" She'll Never Be Quite The Same. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" My Story, Though It Old, It Still Can Happen To You. <br>" +
			" He Can Saved You From Your Sins,  <br>" +
			" Believe His Word Is True. <br>" +
			" Just Open Up Your Heart He'll Give You Life, A New, <br>" +
			" It Can Happen, To You. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Now...Do You Want A New Life <br>" +
			" Just Call On His Name. <br>" +
			" Your Life Can Be Changed Too. <br>" +
			" You'll Never Be Quite The Same <br>" +
			" 'Cause, For Your Sins Jesus Came (A Life, A New) <br>" +
			" You'll Never, Ever, Never, Ever  <br>" +
			" You'll Never Be The Same";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeCarryOn()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " A little old lady went to talk to her preacher, <br>" +
			" This is what she had to say. <br>" +
			" She said, \"some of our members have started carrying on <br>" +
			" And acting in a very undignified way. They've been  <br>" +
			" Saying 'A-men' in the middle of the service, shouting out loud <br>" +
			" And it makes me nervous <br>" +
			" Preacher I've had about all I can take, Please do something <br>" +
			" For heaven's sake.\" <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Well the preacher thought it over for a minute or two <br>" +
			" About the way it used to be <br>" +
			" When the service just lasted for under an hour  <br>" +
			" And nothing counted for eternity. <br>" +
			" Well, the choir would sing and the people would stare <br>" +
			" The invitation came but the altar was bare. <br>" +
			" Then he said to the sister as he showed her the door <br>" +
			" \"I'll do something that's for sure.\" <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Well the very next Sunday as he started his sermon, <br>" +
			" This became his number one goal. <br>" +
			" To remind the people of how it used to be <br>" +
			" Before the Lord came and took control. <br>" +
			" He said, \"some of our folks have started carrying on <br>" +
			" Lifting their voices and praising the Lord <br>" +
			" Others don't understand why you act this way <br>" +
			" But this is all I have to say\"…. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Carry on, brothers and sisters <br>" +
			" Carry on, misses and misters. <br>" +
			" You see it does not matter what others say or do <br>" +
			" Carry on if the Lord has been good to you. <br>" +
			" Well you can praise the Lord and even raise your hands <br>" +
			" Shout Hallelujah and say Amen <br>" +
			" The church has been quiet for much too long <br>" +
			" Brothers and sisters, carry on……. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Now the Lord has opened up the windows of heaven <br>" +
			" And His glory is filling this place <br>" +
			" The Spirit of the Lord is moving among the people. <br>" +
			" There's a smile on each and every face. <br>" +
			" So let the preacher preach  <br>" +
			" And let the saints respond <br>" +
			" Get behind me Satan we are carrying on <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Carry on, brothers and sisters <br>" +
			" Carry on, misses and misters.  (growl) <br>" +
			" You see it does not matter what others say or do <br>" +
			" Carry on if the Lord has been good to you. <br>" +
			" Well you can praise the Lord and even raise your hands <br>" +
			" Shout Hallelujah and say Amen <br>" +
			" The church has been quiet for much too long <br>" +
			" Brothers and sisters, carry on……. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Carry on, brothers and sisters <br>" +
			" Carry on, misses and misters.   (high) <br>" +
			" You see it does not matter what others say or do <br>" +
			" Carry on if the Lord has been good to you.  (Sing Up) <br>" +
			" Well you can praise the Lord and even raise your hands <br>" +
			" Shout Hallelujah and say Amen  (speak) <br>" +
			" The church has been quiet for much too long <br>" +
			" Brothers and sisters <br>" +
			" Misses and Misters (draw out) <br>" +
			" Brothers and sisters <br>" +
			" Why don't you carry on  (Pastor speaks) <br>" +
			" A….men <br>" +
			" Mildred, I almost caught myself tapping my foot";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeInsideOut()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Becky stares in silence, they say she's shy <br>" +
			" But she's haunted by the secrets of days gone by <br>" +
			" She was too young to have a baby, so they took her son away <br>" +
			" On lonely nights she wonders where he is today <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" People look right through Trace, as if he isn't there <br>" +
			" Because he is confined to a metal chair <br>" +
			" Even though his body is crippled by disease <br>" +
			" He's still the same great person that he used to be <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Can you love me from the inside out? <br>" +
			" Can you love the me inside? <br>" +
			" Can you try to see what Jesus sees? <br>" +
			" Find out what I'm all about <br>" +
			" Can you love me inside out? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Debbie tries to do the best with what's she's got <br>" +
			" But Goodwill clothes and hand-me-downs don't hide a lot <br>" +
			" She eats day old bread, she can barely pay the rent <br>" +
			" At brunch they talk of country clubs and money spent <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Heidi is a sweet girl of 16 years <br>" +
			" Her chubby, rosy cheeks, stained with tears <br>" +
			" She cannot lose the weight, although she tries <br>" +
			" She hears the whispers, sees judgmental eyes <br>" +
			" (and you hear them cry) <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Can you love me from the inside out? <br>" +
			" Can you love the me inside? <br>" +
			" Can you try to see what Jesus sees? <br>" +
			" Find out what I'm all about <br>" +
			" Can you love me inside out? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Jesus loves me, this I know <br>" +
			" He made me different and He loves me so <br>" +
			" Can you look past what's outside and <br>" +
			" Try to see me with my Father's eyes? <br>" +
			" Can you here me cry? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Can you love me from the inside out? <br>" +
			" Can you love the me inside? <br>" +
			" Can you try to see what Jesus sees? <br>" +
			" Find out what I'm all about <br>" +
			" Can you love me inside out?";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeIWantToKnowYouMore()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Just the time I feel that I've been caught in the mire of self <br>" +
			" Just the time I feel my mind's been bought by worldly wealth <br>" +
			" That's when the breeze begins to blow, I know the Spirit's call <br>" +
			" And all my worldly wanderings just melt into his love <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			" Deep within my soul I want to know you <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you  <br>" +
			" To feel your heart and know your mind <br>" +
			" Looking in your eyes stirs up within me <br>" +
			" Cries that say I want to know you <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" When my daily deeds ordinarily lose life and song <br>" +
			" My heart begins to bleed, sensitivity to you is gone <br>" +
			" I've run the race and set my pace and faced a shattered soul <br>" +
			" But the gentle arms of Jesus warm my hungering to be whole <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			" Deep within my soul I want to know you  <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you  <br>" +
			" And I would give my final breath <br>" +
			" To know you in your death and resurrection  <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more <br>" +
			" Oh, I want to know you more";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeYouAreThere()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Lord, you took the fibers of my being <br>" +
			" And knit them to your will before my birth <br>" +
			" You molded and predestined me before I drew a breath <br>" +
			" And gave me all I'd need to walk this earth <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You know what I'll say before I say it <br>" +
			" You go before and even follow after me <br>" +
			" You place your hand of blessing on my head  <br>" +
			" And on my heart <br>" +
			" And it seems to great and glorious to believe <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" I can never be lost to your spirit <br>" +
			" I can never get away from your love <br>" +
			" If I go up to the heavens, or descend to earth below <br>" +
			" You are there, you are there <br>" +
			" If I ride the wings of morning to the ocean <br>" +
			" Even there your hand will guide and strengthen me <br>" +
			" If I try to hide in darkness <br>" +
			" Still your light shines through <br>" +
			" And you're there, you are there";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeGodForbid()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " The more I know Your power Lord, the more I'm mindful <br>" +
			" The more I know Your power Lord, the more I'm mindful <br>" +
			" How casually we speak and sing Your name. <br>" +
			" How often we have come to You with no fear or wonder, <br>" +
			" And called upon You only for what we stand to gain. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" God forbid, that I find You so familiar  <br>" +
			" that I think of You  <br>" +
			" as less than who You are. <br>" +
			" God forbid that I should speak of You at all  <br>" +
			" Without a humble rev'rence in my heart. <br>" +
			" God forbid, God forbid. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Lord, I often talk about Your love and mercy, <br>" +
			" How it seems to me Your goodness has no end. <br>" +
			" It frightens me to think that I  might take You for granted. <br>" +
			" Though You're closer than a brother, <br>" +
			" You are more than just my friend. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" God forbid, that I find You so familiar  <br>" +
			" that I think of You  <br>" +
			" as less than who You are. <br>" +
			" God forbid that I should speak of You at all  <br>" +
			" Without a humble rev'rence in my heart. <br>" +
			" God forbid, God forbid. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Your are Father, God Almighty, Lord of lords <br>" +
			" You're King of kings, beyond my understanding, <br>" +
			" No less than everything. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" God forbid, that I find You so familiar  <br>" +
			" that I think of You  <br>" +
			" as less than who You are. <br>" +
			" God forbid that I should speak of You at all  <br>" +
			" Without a humble rev'rence in my heart. <br>" +
			" God forbid, God forbid.";

	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writeLightOfTheWorld()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " She was told, \"you'll never amount to anything!\" No use trying. <br>" +
			" She was kicked around, he said \"a failure in everything.\" <br>" +
			" She felt like dying. <br>" +
			" Then a friend came and talked to her late one night <br>" +
			" Said that she was precious in God's sight. <br>" +
			" Could she trust in this man, reaching out His hands in love? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Frightened, insecure, alone in the dark <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Someday, I pray she'll trust You with her heart <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" She was told, \"I've found somebody new!\" Now he's leaving. <br>" +
			" She was told, \"This one's so much better than you.\" <br>" +
			" Her heart is grieving. <br>" +
			" Then a friend came and talked to her late one night <br>" +
			" Told her she was precious in God's sight <br>" +
			" Could she trust in this man, reaching out His hand in love? <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Frightened, insecure, alone in the dark <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Someday, I pray she'll trust You with her heart <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Trust is very hard to give, when you feel you've been betrayed <br>" +
			" Always searching, yet on guard  <br>" +
			" When disappointment comes your way <br>" +
			" Though letting go and letting God is very hard to do <br>" +
			" Let Him heal your hurt as He reaches His hand out to you. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Frightened, insecure, alone in the dark <br>" +
			" Jesus, light of the world, shine on this little girl <br>" +
			" Someday, I pray she'll trust You with her heart";
	
	return strLyrics;
}

function writePourOnThePower()
{
	var strLyrics = "";

	strLyrics = " Lookin' up from the bottom seems like a long way to go. <br>" +
			" The mountain's dark and steep, the climbin' is oh, so slow. <br>" +
			" Your body aches, you're out of breath, you're ready to give in. <br>" +
			" But don't give up, you've got the strength to make it to the end. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You can pour on the power, and pull that mountain down. <br>" +
			" You can pour on the power, and claim that higher ground. <br>" +
			" You may think you're at a wall, but it's just a door that's all, <br>" +
			" Cause you ain't seen nothin', till you pour on the power. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You don't have to be weary, His power is movin' in you. <br>" +
			" And if you just draw upon it, your strength's gonna be renewed. <br>" +
			" There's no need to turn around, there's no need to stop. <br>" +
			" Stand up straight, and look ahead, and march on to the top. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" You can pour on the power, and pull that mountain down. <br>" +
			" You can pour on the power, and claim that higher ground. <br>" +
			" You may think you're at a wall, but it's just a door that's all, <br>" +
			" Cause you ain't seen nothin', till you pour on the power. <br>" +
			"  <br>" +
			" When it's hard to keep your feet on the road <br>" +
			" And you need some help to carry the load <br>" +
			" Just call upon the master and you will receive <br>" +
			" The courage and strength that you need, to believe";
	
	return strLyrics;
}