Remember when pop singers used to get physical and waste away in Margaritaville? These days, they're writing cuddly kids' books, high only on family values. A few then-and-now comparisons: Olivia Newton-John Song: ''Let me hear your body talk, body talk/Let me hear your body talk.'' (''Physical,'' 1981) Book: ''Protect our dear earth. Don't throw it away/You, too, could make magic from garbage someday.'' (A Pig Tale, 1993)
Livingston Taylor Song: ''Working at a bottle of Ripple wine/I'm breathing that clean fine Southern air.'' (''Carolina Day,'' 1971) Book: ''Chewing a shoe/Will help pass the time/The new ones taste best/I hope Dad won't mind.'' (Can I Be Good?, 1993)
Jimmy Buffett Song: ''Nothin' to show but this brand-new tattoo/But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie/How it got here I haven't a clue.'' (''Margaritaville,'' 1977) Book: ''He sang and played his beautiful guitar, and he ruled Bananaland with wisdom.'' (The Jolly Mon, 1988, reissued in paperback 1993)
Tom Paxton Song: ''There are thousands in the prisons/There are widows numbed with sorrow/There are graves unmarked and hidden/There are ghosts outside your gate.'' (''White Bones of Allende,'' 1977) Book: ''Where's the baby?/She's nearby/ Listening to a lullaby.'' (Where's the Baby?, 1993) -Anne Reeks

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