We Met At Nine We Met At

It's Not A Pretty Face, I Grant You. But Underneath Its Flabby Exterior Is An Enormous Lack Of Character.

We Met At Nine We Met At Eight I Was On Time No, You Were Late Ah Yes! I Remember It Well.

Youth Has Many Glories, But Judgement Is Not One Of Them, And No Amount Of Electronic Amplification Can Turn A Belch Into An Aria.

For A Painter, The Mecca Of The World For Study, For Inspiration, And For Living Is Here On This Star Called Paris. Just Look At It. No Wonder So Many Artists Have Come Here And Called It Home. Brother, If You Can't Paint In Paris, You'd Better Give Up And Marry The Boss's Daughter.

England Still Will Be Here Without You.