I'm Getting Old, Don't Wear Underwear, And

My Occupational Hazard Is My Occupation's Just Not Around.

My Voyage Was Never A Well-conceived Plan, Nor Will It Ever Be. I Have Made It Up As I Went Along.

Pack Your Bags, We're Going On A Guilt Trip!

Some People Think There's A Woman To Blame, But I Know - It's My Own Damn Fault

Is It Time For Your Medication Or Mine?