We're the perfect combination. Colonel's an old carny, and me, I'm off the wall.
Tomorrow will be too late, it's now or never.
Nine and nine makes fourteen, four and four makes nine. The clock is striking thirteen, I think I've lost my mind.
I was an overnight sensation.
Since my baby left me, I've found a new place to dwell, down at the end of Lonely Street at Heartbreak Hotel.
I didn't know that there were any radio stations in Nova Scotia.