. . . And some people sing and dance.
It's one thing to have talent. It's another to figure out how to use it.
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets, ain't got no big regrets. Two hours of pushin' broom, buys an eight by twelve, four-bit room. I'm a man of means, by no means, king of the road.
I want my music to leave an indelible mark.
My uncle used to love me, but she died.
Junk bonds are the Holy Grail for hostile takeovers.