Well, We're Living In A Material World,

Girls Are Soft And Pretty.

I Sing Seriously To My Mom On The Phone. To Put Her To Sleep, I Have To Sing 'maria' From West Side Story. When I Hear Her Snoring, I Hang Up.

The Canteen Boy, The Reason You Feel Bad For Him And You Can Laugh Is Because He, And I Guess A Lot Of My Characters, They Don't Notice They're Getting Made Fun Of. So They'll Say Something Back That's Not That Great A Quip, But In Their Mind They Won The Argument.

Some Of Us Will Never Ever Find True Love. Take, For Instance Me. And I'm Pretty Sure That Guy Right There. And That Lady With The Sideburns. And Basically Everybody At Table Nine.

Well I Have A Microphone And You Don't So You Will Listen To Every Damn Word I Have To Say!