Give a man a free hand and he'll run it all over you.
She's the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success wrong by wrong.
Ya know it was a toss-up whether I go in for diamonds or sing in the choir. The choir lost.
Ten men waiting for me at the door? Send one of them home, I'm tired.
I never set out to make men a career; it just happened that way.
Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for your smile.