Doing Nothing Feels Like Floating On Warm

Sing Me Not A Song; Let Me Hear Your Recital Of Veneration And Respect; This I Will Listen To Over And Over When I Share Your Need Of Pleasing.

When I'm Old And Gray, I Want To Have A House By The Sea. And Paint. With A Lot Of Wonderful Chums, Good Music, And Booze Around. And A Damn Good Kitchen To Cook In.

Petting Is The Study Of The Anatomy In Braille.

I Haven't Taken An Overdose Of Sleeping Pills And Called My Agent. I Haven't Been In Jail, And I Don't Go Running To The Psychiatrist Every Two Minutes. That's Something Of An Accomplishment These Days.

Our Phone Bills Were Astronomical, And When I Found The Letters Frank Wrote Me The Other Day, The Total Could Fill A Suitcase. Every Single Day During Our Relationship, No Matter Where In The World I Was, I'd Get A Telegram From Frank Saying He Loved Me And Missed Me. He Was A Man Who Was Deseperate For Companionship And Love. Can You Wonder That He Always Had Mine!