Where am I going . . .
It’s datenight so watch out ladies, I am on the loose.
The night shift isn’t that bad, except I never get to go to the Happy Hours.
Hon, Elton and the boys and I are going out, ’cause Saturday night’s alright for fighting, and a few beers as well.
You know I am going to win this game, so please just go ahead and blink.
Of course I’m Black crowned. Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes? (Groucho Marx)
Yeah, I know all the world’s a stage, but remind me is this stage right or stage left for my exit?
Look like the innocent flower, But be the serpent under it. That’s what I always say.
As Uncle Groucho said: Be open minded, but not so open minded that your brains fall out.
A holiday weekend, gotta love it, and hey, Monday, Monday, so good to me!