It Took Me A Long, Long Time

I Am A Thing Of Beauty.

The Martial Music Of Every Sideburned Delinquent On The Face Of The Earth.

As You May Know, I Have Many Good Friends In The Press Who, Unfortunately, Have Thus Far Refused To Identify Themselves And Go Public.

Way Down Among Brazilians. Coffee Beans Grow By The Billions. So They've Got To Find Those Extra Cups To Fill. They've Got An Awful Lot Of Coffee In Brazil

I've Always Had A Theory That Whenever Guys And Gals Start Swinging, They Begin To Lose Interest In Conquering The World. They Just Want A Comfortable Pad And Stereo And Wheels, And Their Thoughts Turn To The Good Things Of Life - Not To War. They Loosen Up, They Live And They're More Apt To Let Live.