Last Night When We Were Young

It Worries Me

Glad to Be Unhappy

I Get Along Without You Very Well

Three Coins In the Founta

I'll Wind

Deep In a Dream

I See Your Face Before Me

Dancing On the Ceiling

What Is This Thing Called Love

Last Night When We Were Young

I'll Be Around

It Never Entered My Mind

I'll Never Be the Same

When Your Lover Has Gone

Can't We Be Friends

This Love of Mine

The Gal That Got Away

Mood Indigo

Half As Lovely Twice As True

In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning