When your opponent's sittin' there holdin' all the aces, there's only one thing to do: kick over the table.
We try to find chemistry; we don't do a lot of situational baseball.
Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.
Everybody Loves Somebody Sometime.
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore.
The world is the same you never change it, as sure as the stars shine above. Well, you're nobody til somebody loves you, so find yourself somebody to love.