All the world loves a clown.
He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie.
Good authors, too, who once knew better words now only use four-letter words writing prose... anything goes.
I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles.
I've got you deep in the heart of me.
In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking. Now, Heaven knows, anything goes. The world has gone mad today, and good's bad today, and black's white today, and day's night today.