Come and love me, be my apeman girl, and we will be so happy in my apeman world.
Well I'm not dumb, but I can't understand why she walked like a woman, but talked like a man.
Taken everything I've got, all I've got's this sunny afternoon.
You make alterations, affecting your pose, a new house, a new car, a new job, a new nose.
Celluloid heroes never feel any pain.
The passage of time eliminates some of the more intimate details of one's existence. The routine trivia like passing water and shitting and the amount of food and alcohol consumed in the course of daily survival. Sure, there were girls. Lots of'em. It's inevitable.