Alba s touto skladbou:
Screamin For My Supper,
If I won me the lottery
I'd dance naked in the street
With a top hat full of money
You'd wanna get to know me
If I won me the lottery
If I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar
In the back of my limousine
They'd call me an icon
I'd be lookin' back at you
From the cover of the People magazine
I guess it's all for the takin'
I guess it's all yours and mine
My sister says I got to see it believe it
I believe I believe it
But I'm just an outsider
Livin' in a trailer with my black white TV set
If only I was President
You know I'd paint the White House pink
Never have to pay the rent
If only I was President
I guess it's all there for the takin'
I think it's all yours mine
My preacher says I got to see it to believe it
l believe
Won't sleep till I've had enough
I believe won't sip my wine from no paper cup
I believe won't sleep till I've had enough
Delicious Surprise
Now I do believe
No fear in my eyes
Now I can see
Heaven's inside inside inside
I knew it all the time
Got me somethin to believe in
But all I really want now is
A handful of salvation
