Hell Hath No Fury Like

If I Had As Many Love Affairs As I've Been Given Credit For, I'd Be In A Jar At The Harvard Medical School.

The Cigarettes You Light One After Another Won’t Help You Forget Her.

If You Can Make It There, You'll Make It Anywhere; It's Up To You, New York, New York.

I Love All Those Girls The Same As They Love Me. I Get Thousands Of Letters A Week From Girls Who Love Me.... Every Time I Sing A Song, I Make Love To Them. I'm A Boudoir Singer.

You Are The Promised Kiss Of Springtime That Makes The Lonely Winter Seem Long. You Are The Breathless Hush Of Evening That Trembles On The Brink Of A Lovely Song.