We've got to get to Union Square

I'm sick of waiting for trains.

CAN YOU DIG IIIIT?

Well you know I have a love, a love for everyone I know.

What are you talkin' about? It's in the papers!

That's all swell, brother. But you're peddling your fish in the wrong market.

Send me up a whole flock of sandwiches

*sigh* I don't know where the years go, Arm.