Published Popular Music
- "Another Suitcase in Another Hall" w. Tim Rice m. Andrew Lloyd Webber from the musical Evita
- "Dallas theme song" m. Jerrold Immel
- "Don't Cry for Me Argentina" w. Tim Rice m. Andrew Lloyd Webber from the musical Evita
- "Grease" w.m. Barry Gibb from the film Grease
- "Honesty" w.m. Billy Joel
- "Hopelessly Devoted to You" w.m. John Farrar introduced by Olivia Newton-John in the film Grease
- "My Life" w.m. Billy Joel
- "Only the Good Die Young" w.m. Billy Joel
- "Sultans of Swing" w.m. Mark Knopfler
- "Thank You for Being a Friend" w.m. Andrew Gold
- "Three Times a Lady" w.m. Lionel Richie
- "You Don't Bring Me Flowers" w. Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman & Neil Diamond m. Neil Diamond
- "You're the One That I Want" w.m. John Farrar introduced by Olivia Newton-John and John Travolta in the film Grease
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