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I Don't Wanna Get Rich - Just Live Good.

The Final Words Of A Domestic Bully: If You Leave Me Now Furious Angels Will Descend Upon You And Bring You Back To Me.

I Played With Arthur Godfrey For About A Year And A Half.

I Got To Be Constantly Reassured That Somebody Loves Me.

I Suppose I Could Have Sat Back And Pitied Myself. For A Time I Wondered If I'd Ever Be Able To Go On To A Stage And Perform Again. After A Couple Of Weeks I Began To Feel I Could Fight My Way Back To Health If I Put My Mind To It. I Thought To Myself: 'pity Never Did Anybody Any Good. Go On. Patsy, Show 'em What You Can Do'