Don't Hit The Person Across From You

Be Like The Bluebird Who Never Is Blue, For He Knows From His Upbringing What Singing Can Do

I Love Paris In The Summer, When It Sizzles.

Every Time I Look Down On This Timeless Town Whether Blue Or Gray Be Her Skies. Whether Loud Be Her Cheers Or Soft Be Her Tears, More And More Do I Realize: I Love Paris In The Springtime. I Love Paris In The Fall. I Love Paris In The Winter When It Drizzles, I Love Paris In The Summer When It Sizzles. I Love Paris Every Moment, Every Moment Of The Year. I Love Paris, Why, Oh Why Do I Love Paris? Because My Love Is Near.

Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? And Go To Ev'ry Swell Affair?

I Get No Kick From Champagne. Mere Alcohol Doesn't Thrill Me At All. So, Tell Me Why Should It Be True, That I Get A Kick Out Of You?