No, Mr. Winwood, what does the night do? Bet it has something to do with selling beer, though.
OK, great…now: How high is the sky? 
What Did You Think I Would Say at This Moment?
Dunno. How about good bye?
Whaddya say?
Go home, Celine. I’m sick and tired of your shrieking.
Are you in? Or are you out?
First with the deepness, now you can’t even tell if I’m in!
**Tell me why, the stars do shine
Tell me why, the sky is so blue.
Tell me why, the ivy twines
Then tell me why, I love you. **
Nuclear fusion, Rayleigh scattering, phototropism, and testicular hormones, respectively.
Regards,
Shodan
Is the way to Amarillo?
I’ve no idea; I’ve never amarilloed in my life.
Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market?
Yes, and he peed on my show.
Why does the sun keep on shining?
Because it’s a big ball of gas that’s on fire.
Don’t they know it’s the end of the world?
You’re one of … them, aren’t you?
Will you bite the hand that feeds you?
Yes. With very little provocation.
I hope I’m not repeating anyone…
Should I stay or should I go?
How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man?
(let’s see how long it takes someone to post “42”)
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
“Sunday morning!”
Elpheba…why couldn’t you stay calm for once instead of flying off the handle?
How can you mend a broken heart?
I dunno … angioplasty?
Did you ever know that you’re my hero?
Dude, I don’t even know you. That’s just creepy.
I’m gonna say to him
Are my thoughts with you babe
How twisted, babe, are they?
I’d say pretty twisted, Linda.
Hey, that explains what’s become of the broken-hearted!
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Roll your “Save vs. illusions” at -6 to find out!
I know, the jokes’ funnier that way
What do you do when you get lonely and nobody’s waitin’ by your side?
Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven?
Sweet dreams are made of this. Who am I to disagree?
Don’t you want somebody to love? Don’t you need somebody to love? Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?
Are you gonna be my girl?
"I appreciate that, and would you please explain about the fifty ways?"
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Hello lamp post, well what’cha knowin’?
If I leave here tommorrow, will you still remember me?
Will my lonely heart play the part of the fool again?
Why don’t you come with me, little girl, on a magic carpet ride?
Why don’t we both just sleep on it tonight?
Damn, girl, you mean the wet spot is that big??
Have you ever stood in the April wood and called the new year in?
No, we moved that to the first of January.
Do you still remember December’s foggy freeze, when the ice that clings on to your beard is screaming agony?
Yeah, I hate that. But even worse is when my nose hairs freeze.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep-sea-diver sounds?
If they were my last breaths I’d probably not remember them, now would I?
You gotta answer the questions!
If you’re lonely–join Facebook!
Who says you’re going to heaven? 
I didn’t have sweet dreams last night. Mine involved a pushy neighbor, a Buddhist monk, lotion and carpools. Twas a nightmare-so I disagree.
I gotta find me someone to love…
I don’t even know you!
How much time do you have?
Fantasy. Definitely.
Talking to inanimate objects is never a good sign.
I have to be honest and say, no.
Yup. Mine too.
Does this thing have seat belts?