We've got a groovy thing going, baby...But every time you say I love you, I look for the bar code.
I can't get no satisfaction...But I can get a pack of cigarets for under four dollars.
Never mind the bollocks...They just moved out of the neighborhood.
A cat has nine lives...But no life insurance.
You aint nothing but a hound dog...The least you can do is get a pooper-scooper.
I'm talking about my generation...But I'm sixty-two years old.
I'm living right next door to an angel so all I have to do is dream. I met her on a Sunday and when we have no particular place to go, we go up on the roof. Maybe baby, we can take a ride in the little deuce coup and get a cheeseburger in paradise. Chantilly Lace has a pretty face but we gotta get out of this place.
The block-quoted paragraph is collaged from song titles in the Long Beach Johnny Rocket's juke box. The photo, dating back to their Tom & Jerry days, was found in a truck stop diner on Rt 11 in Hazeburg VA
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