Listen To The Voice That Speaks Inside

Talked My Head Off Worked My Tail Off Cried My Eyes Out Walked My Feet Off Sang My Heat Out So You See, There's Really Not Much Left Of Me.

There Is A Place Where The Sidewalk Ends.

It's All The Same To The Clam.

I Myself Do Not Believe In Explaining Anything.

Tell Me I'm Clever, Tell Me I'm Kind, Tell Me I'm Talented, Tell Me I'm Cute, Tell Me I'm Sensitive, Graceful And Wise, Tell Me I'm Perfect - But Tell Me The Truth.