For The Loot, Honey, For The Loot.

When I Lose My Temper, Honey, You Can't Find It Any Place.

When You Have To Face Up To The Fact That Marriage To The Man You Love Is Really Over, That's Very Tough, Sheer Agony. In That Kind Of Harrowing Situation, I Always Go Away And Cut Myself Off From The World. Also, I Sober Up Immediately When There Is Genuine Bad News In My Life; I Never Face It With Alcohol In My Brain. I Just Rented A House In Palm Springs And Sat There And Just Suffered For A Couple Of Weeks. I Suffered There Until I Was Strong Enough To Face It.

Love Is Nothing But A Pain In The Ass

God Knows I've Got So Many Frailties Myself, I Ought To Be Able To Understand And Forgive Them In Others. But I Don't.

If I Had My Life To Live Over Again, I'd Live It The Same Way. Maybe A Few Changes Here Or There, But Nothing Special. The Truth Is, Honey, I've Enjoyed My Life. I've Had A Hell Of A Good Time.