(Référence à Grand Hotel)

(Référence à Grand Hotel)





I’m a little old hoot owl
Hootin’ in the trees
‘Cause I ain’t got no little gal owl fowl
Here to shoot the breeze
Uuuh
Can’t shoot no breeze with a bunch of trees
(Johnny Mercer et Gene de Paul, Lonesome Polecat)

I’m a poached egg without a piece of toast
(George and Ira Gerschwin)










Il n’y a rien de plus affreux que de rester toute seule chez soi le dimanche


… in bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There’s no escape. I’m God’s lonely man







(Le Shogun de l’ombre)

(You Were Like a Wild Chrysanthemum)


A woman’s got to have a man
Forgetting him, you see
Means you’re forgetting me
Like my forgotten man















I’m living in America, and in America, you’re on your own






