I'm mad about the boy. And I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had. About the boy.
Don't put your daughter on the stage, Mrs. Worthington. Don't put your daughter on the stage. The profession is overcrowded. And the struggle's pretty tough.
Poor little rich girl,. You're a bewitched girl,. Better take care.. Laughing at danger,. Virtue a stranger,. Better beware!. The life you lead sets all your nerves a-jangle,.
I'm mad about the boy. And I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy. I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had. About the boy.
Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon,. True to the breed that that bore him,. Answered the call that held in thrall. His father's heart before him.. . Jean Louis Dominic sailed away.