The reason I drink is because when I'm sober I think I'm Eddie Fisher.

Brother, you can't go to jail for what you're thinking, or that look in your eye, just standing on the corner watching all the girls go by.

Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.

When your opponent's sittin' there holdin' all the aces, there's only one thing to do: kick over the table.

Your love made it all worth waiting for some like you.

If people want to think I get drunk and stay out all night, let'em. That's how I got here, you know.

The reason I drink is because when I'm sober I think I'm Eddie Fisher.