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- Feeling the Monday Blues?
- Fasten Your Seatbelts
- Lathered Up
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- Can We Talk?
- Who's Counting?
- I Wish I Were a Princess
- Ooh La La!
- You Are Entering a Torrid Zone
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- Attention, Music Lovers
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- See You Soon!
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- The Unkindest Cut
- The White Party
- Bless the Beasts and the Children
- Method to Her Madness
- Sexy is as Sexy Does
- The Dolly Sisters
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- The Sweetest Sounds
- Just a Reminder
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- The Son Also Rises
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- As Time Goes By
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- This Town's Not Big Enough...
- J.C. vs. J.C.
- Little Miss Evil
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- Battle of the Bouffants
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