That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.
I'm a cowboy who never saw a cow.
Don't mess with Mister Inbetween.
Too marvelous for words.
You must write for the waste basket.
Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again.