Somebody's sent a funny little valentine to me. It's a bunch of baby-roses in a vase of filigree, And hovering above them. . . is a fairy cupid tangled in a scarf of poetry.
If you want to live a long time, don't fool with nothing old but money, nothing big but a bank roll, nothing black but a Cadillac, nothing over twenty-two years, nothing that weighs over 130. If you do, you're in trouble. 'Cause when you're getting old and your cells gettin' low, you'll need a Delco battery to boost ya.