Money Always Ends Up Making You Blue.

She's Quite Skinny, Like Me, But Nice Skinny. Roller-skate Skinny. I Watched Her Once From The Window When She Was Crossing Over Fifth Avenue To Go To The Park, And That's What She Is, Roller-skate Skinny. You'd Like Her.

I Felt So Lonesome, All Of A Sudden. I Almost Wished I Was Dead.

Sensitive. That Killed Me. That Guy Morrow Was About As Sensitive As A Toilet Seat.

I Just Never Felt So Fantastically Rocky In My Entire Life.

Boy, When You're Dead, They Really Fix You Up. I Hope To Hell When I Do Die Somebody Has Sense Enough To Just Dump Me In The River Or Something. Anything Except Sticking Me In A Goddam Cemetery. People Coming And Putting A Bunch Of Flowers On Your Stomach On Sunday, And All That Crap. Who Wants Flowers When You're Dead?