Sing Me Not A Song;

I Suffered, I Really Suffered, With All Three Of My Husbands. And I Tried Damn Hard With All Three, Starting Each Marriage Certain That It Was Going To Last Until The End Of My Life. Yet None Of Them Lasted More Than A Year Or Two.

Deep Down, I'm Pretty Superficial.

I Thought I Was Making Fifty Dollars A Week [at Mgm], But It Turned Out To Be $35 Because Twelve Weeks Of The Year You Were On Layoff. It Was White Slavery, And It Lasted For Seventeen Years.

I Wish To Live To 150 Years Old, But The Day I Die, I Wish It To Be With A Cigarette In One Hand And A Glass Of Whiskey In The Other.

When I'm Old And Gray, I Want To Have A House By The Sea. And Paint. With A Lot Of Wonderful Chums, Good Music, And Booze Around. And A Damn Good Kitchen To Cook In.