When You Reach The Top, You Should

When He Takes Me In His Arms, And Speaks To Me Softly, I See The World Through Rose-colored Glasses.

I Can Die Now. I've Lived Twice.

I'm The Only One Who Still Believes In Santa Claus!

As Far As I'm Concerned, Love Means Fighting, Big Fat Lies, And A Couple Of Slaps Across The Face.

Performers And Their Public Should Never Meet. Once The Curtain Comes Down, The Performer Should Fly Away Like A Magician's Dove.