Africa is God's country, and He can have it.
I could dance with you until the cows come home. On second thought I'd rather dance with the cows until you come home.
Whoever named it necking was a poor judge of anatomy.
Believe me, you have to get up early if you want to get out of bed.
I can't understand why you don't get any mail from me. Perhaps it's because I haven't been writing
Hail, hail Freedonia, land of the free!