Can't act. Can't sing. Slightly bald. Can dance a little.
People think I was born in top hat and tails.
I often take a brand-new suit or hat and throw it up against the wall a few times to get that stiff, square newness out of it.
I just put my feet in the ground and move them around.
Dancing is a sweat job.
In dealing with a girl or a horse, one lets nature take its course