If something in the deli aisle makes you cry you know I’ll put my arm around you and I’ll walk you outside, through the sliding doors, ( why would I mind? )
Met the ghost of stephen foster at the hotel paradise This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes: Ships were made for sinking, Whiskey made for drinking, If we were made of cellophane, we’d all get stinking drunk quite ( faster. )