Occupation: Lyricist Birth: November 18, 1909 Death: June 25, 1976
The days of wine and roses laugh and run away like a child at playThrough the meadow land toward a closing doorA door marked "nevermore" that wasn't ….
Don't mess with Mister Inbetween..
She's nobody's fool so I'm playing it cool as can be. I'll give it a whirl but I ain't for no girl catching me..
You must have been a beautiful baby, 'Cos baby just look at you now..