When I Get Onstage In A Play,

All Those Animals Live A Pretty Dreary Life, Then They Get Chopped Up And Put On A Griddle.

I Suppose If The Offending Paparazzi Was Wearing A Hoodie And I Shot Him, It Would All Blow Over.

I Just Love Rome. It Really Does Cast A Spell On You.

One Generation Might Like You, Then 15 Years Later The Next Is Responding To Somebody Else.

Never Go With A Hippie To A Second Location.