Hello, I Must Be Going, I Cannot

You Call This A Party? The Beer Is Warm, The Women Cold And I'm Hot Under The Collar.

Would You Mind Getting Off That Fly Paper And Giving The Flies A Chance?" "ahhh, You Can't Trick Me! Flies Don't Read Papers!

Well, Art Is Art, Isn't It? Still, On The Other Hand, Water Is Water. And East Is East And West Is West And If You Take Cranberries And Stew Them Like Applesauce They Taste Much More Like Prunes Than Rhubarb Does. Now You Tell Me What You Know.

My Brother Thinks He's A Chicken-we Don't Talk Him Out Of It Because We Need The Eggs

Come On In Girls, And Leave All Hope Behind.