Alba s touto skladbou:
The Basement Tapes,
Songwriters: Dylan, Bob;
Well, that big dumb blonde
With her wheel gorged
Turtle, that friend of theirs
With his checks all forged
And his cheeks in a chunk
With his cheese in the cash
They're all gonna be there
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
It's that million dollar bash
Ev'rybody from right now
To over there and back
The louder they come
The bigger they crack
Come now, sweet cream
Don't forget to flash
We're all gonna meet
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I took my counselor
Out to the barn
Silly Nelly was there
She told him a yarn
Then along came Jones
And emptied the trash
Ev'rybody went down
To that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I'm hittin' it too hard
My stones won't take
I get up in the mornin'
But it's too early to wake
First it's hello, goodbye
Then push and then crash
But we're all gonna make it
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
It's that million dollar bash
Well, I looked at my watch
I looked at my wrist
I punched myself in the face
With my fist
I took my potatoes
Down to be mashed
And I made it over
At that million dollar bash
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
Ooh, baby, ooh ee
It's that million dollar bash
