Follow the fellow who follows a dream. |
April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom, holiday tables under the trees. |
There ought to be a law against necessity. |
Follow the yellow brick road. |
When the idle poor become the idle rich, you'll never know just who is who, or which is which. |
Ding-dong, the wicked witch is dead. |
The Lord made Adam, the Lord made Eve, he made 'em both a little bit naive. |
When I'm not near the girl I love, I love the girl I'm near. |
Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought. |
Leave the atom alone. |