All the pretty stars shine for you, my love.
Money is the anthem, of success. So before we go out, what's your address?
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough, I don't know why.
Blue hydrangea, cold cash divine, cashmere, cologne, and white sunshine.
My old man is a tough man but he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam.
I'm sorry for freaking out every time I think I'm falling in love.
Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
I know I'm not a saint, but I can get a little better.
I've got a burning desire for you, baby.
There's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody, it won't leave my head.
Being a little bit of a delinquent can be great, it's sort of the only way to stay sane.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul.
I'm your National Anthem, God, you're so handsome.
It's like catching lightning, the chances of finding someone like you.
You can be the boss, daddy. You can be the boss.
Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
It takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it, to know what true freedom is.
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy.
You fit me better than my favorite sweater.
I'm sorry I'm a little bit of a mess right now.