If at first you don't succeed at love. Just dream a little dream about a girl so real. When she don't call up no more, well. Never give up, you gotta believe it.
Too young, as a girl, with a boy to be won. I solemnly devote myself to thee. I'm sorry, but it's true. True is shameful and vile. So I'm not real and I won't call you.
Oh my God, my dog's got hair, look into the canine eye. The bad breath of a cross-eyed goat. Meeting children for a Monday morning. Laughter in the hangman's eye.