Give Me Spots On My Apples, But

Do You Want - Do You Want - Do You Want To Dance With Me Baby?

My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With My Ascent Into The Public Eye.

I Know My Generation - A Lot Of Them, They're Getting Old Now, And They Want To Think Back Fondly, They Want To Kid Themselves. A Lot Of Them Think, 'yeah, We Were The Best.' That's The Kiss Of Death. That's Non-growth. And Also That's Very Bad For The World.

You Wake Up One Day And Suddenly Realize That Your Youth Is Behind You, Even Though You're Still Young At Heart.

I Met A Redneck On A Grecian Isle Who Did The Goat Dance Very Well.