Go on and kiss the girl.
Let it out, baby girl.
[Breaks down crying.]
I’ll eat until I cry.
Way to go, San Francisco. You ruined pizza.
“Dolores, I see you.”
“And I hear you.”
“YES!” high-five
“Let’s get married.”
“Sloooooow down.”
You can’t marry a man you just met.
Haven’t you ever heard of love at first sight?
At least out loud, I won’t say I’m in love.
One song! I have but one song! One song, only for you!
One gift, the gift of song
Melody her whole life long
The nightingale’s her troubadour
Bringing his sweet serenade to her door
Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale
High above me
Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale
Oh, she is my dear, my darling one
Her eyes so sparkling, full of fun
No other, no other, can match the likes of her
She is my dear, my darling one
My smiling and beguiling one
I love the ground she walks upon
My darling Irish girl!
Ach! Lang may yer lum reek, and may a moose ne’er leave your girnal with a tear drop in his eye! Haste ye back, me lassie!
Your bad deeds make me cry.
Yes, but WHY IS THE RUM GONE?!
You wanna knock it off with the booze? It’s peeling the paint off of the shuffleboard court.
Pink elephants on parade.
A heffalump or woozle is very confoozle.
I saw a really hair guy; he looked like a bear.