We all miss Harry.
I am a pool-shooting boy
My name is Willie McCoy
But down home they call me Slim
I’ve been in this town so long that back in the city I’ve been taken for lost and gone and unknown for a long, long time.
I am Marvin…and I’m so depressed!
We are the stars up in the sky,
We gather wind so you can fly,
We are the light when you’re asleep.
I’m a jazzbo dancer,
I won’t answer every time you call.
I am Torgo. I take care of the place when the Master is away.
I am but a pawn in a war of gods.
I am the Zomby Woof
I’m that creature all the ladies been talkin’ about
I’m the luckiest girl in the world!
I was wild about Harry. Now I’m sad.
GT
" Hey, baby, I’m your telephone man
You just show me where you want it and I’ll put it where I can
I can put it in the bedroom, I can put it in the hall
I can put it in the bathroom, I can hang it on the wall
You can have it with a buzz, you can have it with a ring
And if you really want it you can have a ding-a-ling
Because-a hey baby, I’m your telephone man"
I fought the pounding waves and I met a watery grave.
I’m Bond, James Bond.
We are the world,
we are the children.
I am what I am.
Prove me wrong.
I am the one who flies upon the death-call. The one who’s name is invoked by the preists of oblivion, and where I ride none remain, save the vultures and carrion ants.
Hello, I’m Johnny Cash.
I hear that train a comin’…
I’m Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.
I am a man upon the land,
I am a Silkie in the sea.