It's A Fine Line Between Saturday Night

If The Phone Doesn't Ring, It's Me.

Don't Try To Describe The Ocean If You've Never Seen It.

I Know I Should Be Leaving This Climate, I've Got A Verse, But Can't Rhyme It.

My Only Contact With The Outside World Was An Rca Victrola, And Elvis Would Sing, And Then I'd Dream About Expensive Cars.

What Would Pop-eye Do In A Tight Spot Like This?