FINE FINE!
The weather sure is fine.
I like fine food and fine wine.
I am so, so very fine.
Fine to the point of snapping
Hairline fine, gossamer fine
Of course I’m in a fine mess
With all the unpaid fines
Fine, fine, FINE!
Yeah, sure, I’m fine
Love has left the building.What’s more, it left without paying the rent.Don’t bother chasing though,I know where it went. Off to confuse another lifeAnd mess up someone else’s scoreAnd to shake up things forAnyone who dares think that life is such a bore. And since it is such divine entertainmentMethinks…