And The Beauty Of A Woman, With

Living Is Like Tearing Through A Museum.

All I Want Is A Room Somewhere, Far Away From The Cold Night Air. With One Enormous Chair; Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Lots Of Choc'late For Me To Eat; Lots Of Coal Makin' Lots Of Heat. Warm Face, Warm 'ands, Warm Feet, Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Oh, So Loverly Sittin' Abso-bloomin'-lutely Still! I Would Never Budge 'til Spring Crept Over My Window Sill. Someone's Head Restin' On My Knee; Warm And Tender As He Can Be, Who Takes Good Care Of Me; Oh Wouldn't It Be Loverly? Loverly, Loverly, Loverly, Loverly.

Why Change? Everyone Has His Own Style. When You Have Found It, You Should Stick To It.

You Have To Look At Yourself Objectively. Analyze Yourself Like An Instrument. You Have To Be Absolutely Frank With Yourself. Face Your Handicaps, Don't Try To Hide Them. Instead, Develop Something Else.

Your Heart Just Breaks, That's All. But You Can't Judge Or Point Fingers. You Just Have To Be Lucky Enough To Find Someone Who Appreciates You.