There's One Way To Find Out If

I'm Leaving Because The Weather Is Too Good. I Hate London When It's Not Raining.

Celebrate The Cracks, Because That's How The Light Comes In.

I Think You've Got Something There, But I'll Wait Outside Until You Clean It Up.

Here's To Our Wives And Girlfriends...may They Never Meet!

Even The Intellectual Crowd Will Have None Of Me. Physically, I Look Like One Of Them. Graying At The Temples, I Walk With A Slight Limp And Wear Thick Glasses.