| A Masquerade... | |
| You walk in the moonlight | |
| Don't like the shade | |
| You live with the sea tide | |
| You look like Nostradamus | |
| Although you're not as famous | |
| You pace is fast and nervous | |
| You can't stop. | |
| Lunatic and Aristocratic | |
| There you go | |
| Lunatic and you're eyes are magic | |
| Lunatic and Aristocratic | |
| There you go | |
| Lunatic and the strange is logic | |
| You take a chance | |
| Two fiches on Red Nine | |
| Let's have a dance | |
| Yes darling ... next time | |
| You are no Casanova | |
| You're just a lonely number | |
| You're ill with sexomania | |
| You can't stop. | |
| Lunatic and Aristocratic | |
| There you go | |
| Lunatic and you're eyes are magic | |
| Lunatic and Aristocratic | |
| There you go | |
| Lunatic and the strange is logic |