So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale…

If e’er thy breast with freedom glow’d, And spurn’d a…

Love is like a faucet, it turns off and on.

Behind me, Billie was on her last song. I picked…

Some men like me talkin’ happy Some calls it snappy…

Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade…

Billie’s voice was shot, though the gardenia in her hair…

I’m always making a comeback but nobody ever tells me…

Somebody once said we never know what is enough until…

In this country, don’t forget, a habit is no damn…

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