This marriage is no one's business but our own.
A-well-a, splish, splash, I forgot about the bath, I went and put my dancing shoes on.
Memories are like moonbeams; we do with them what we want.
It was as though all my hostilities, anxieties, and conflicts were in one ball that was flying away into space, farther from me all the time, leaving me content with myself
I could have a roomful of awards and it wouldn't mean beans
When I come out and sing the first few bars of Bill Bailey, it's very exciting