If I'm a guy who doesn't seem so merry, It's just because I'm so misunderstood. When I was young I ate a dictionary, And that did not do me a bit of good. For I've absorbed so many words and phrases— They drive me dizzy when I want to speak. I start explaining but each person gazes As if I spoke in Latin or in Greek.

One can be very happy without demanding that others agree with them.

A song without music is a lot like H2 without the O.

The way you wear your hat, The way you sip your tea, The mem'ry of all that -- No, no! They can't take that away from me!

There's a somebody I'm longing to see, I hope that he, turns out to be, someone to watch over me.

What usually comes first is the contract.

I'd like to add her initial to my monogram.