My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around.
We need more fruitcakes in this world, and less bakers!
Tell me where are the flashbacks they all warned us would come?
The stores and the things like that, the business side of things came out at the point when, I'd say probably in the early '70s, it looked like the year of the singer-songwriter was over, 'cause music changed in our time and the spotlight was out.
Bryl-cream, a little dab will do you.
I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.