It Is A Modern Tragedy

But I'm Only A Cockeyed Optimist.

The Dearest Things I Know Are What You Are.

When The Dog Bites, When The Bee Stings, When I'm Feeling Sad, I Simply Remember My Favorite Things And Then I Don't Feel So Bad.

Do You Love Me Because I'm Beautiful, Or Am I Beautiful Because You Love Me?

The Last Time I Saw Paris, Her Heart Was Warm And Gay, I Heard The Laughter Of Her Heart In Every Street Café.