I've Lost My Faith In

I'd Marry Again If I Found A Man Who Had Fifteen Million Dollars, Would Sign Over Half To Me, And Guarantee That He'd Be Dead Within A Year.

It Is My Last Wish To Be Burried Sitting Up.

I Sent My Flowers Across The Hall To Mrs Nixon But Her Husband Remembered What A Democrat I Am And Sent Them Back.

I Survived Because I Was Tougher Than Anybody Else.

To Fulfill A Dream, To Be Allowed To Sweat Over Lonely Labor, To Be Given A Chance To Create, Is The Meat And Potatoes Of Life. The Money Is The Gravy.