wrong. the silly dreams I had. that someday your heart I'll own Open Sesame. Only if I were a Jennie. open Sesame. Open your heart. Let love invade it's privacy. Opens Sesame. Only if I were a
wrong. the silly dreams I had. that someday your heart I'll own Open Sesame. Only if I were a Jennie. open Sesame. Open your heart. Let love invade it's privacy. Opens Sesame. Only if I were a
wrong. the silly dreams I had. that someday your heart I'll own Open Sesame. Only if I were a Jennie. open Sesame. Open your heart. Let love invade it's privacy. Opens Sesame. Only if I were a
-toothed neighbors. Just good simple folks. In a rainbow of flavors. Somewhere in America. There's a street named after my dad. And the home we never had. I work for Mr. Fowler. Making 50 cents an hour. And
. Do you remember Mr. Dynamite?. You know that guy right down the street. He blew things up in black and white Yesterday he changed. Today he is betrayed. He's on the ground. The neighborhood