I Got Rhythm, I Got Music, I

I'd Like To Add Her Initial To My Monogram.

Summertime And The Livin' Is Easy, Fish Are Jumpin', And The Cotton Is High.

What Usually Comes First Is The Contract.

If You'll Promise Not To Cry, Baby, I Will Kiss You By-and-by—maybe! Though You're Six Feet Three, You Will Always Be Nothing But A Baby, Dear, To Me.

Deep, Unspeakable Suffering May Well Be Called A Baptism, A Regeneration, The Initiation Into A New State.