While I don’t know how many roads a man must walk down (and, tangentially, I’m equally unaware of the number of licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop), I do have some insight as to when a man loves a woman.
Which is nice for me, but it doesn’t pay the bills.
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Sorry. But if you ever need to know the way to San Jose, I could help out with that.
I might really know what time it is.
I know how many roads a man must walk down.
While I don’t know how many roads a man must walk down (and, tangentially, I’m equally unaware of the number of licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop), I do have some insight as to when a man loves a woman.
Which is nice for me, but it doesn’t pay the bills.
Ooh! I know how to pay bills! Pick me! Pick me!
You use money!
If I had a job, I’d probably have money, too.
What’s it like?
I know the airspeed of the unladen European swallow.