[Groupie:] "Oh my God, what a fabulous room!

"Are all these your guitars?"

[Film in background:] "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you!"

[Groupie:] "God, this place is bigger than our apartment."

"Uh, could I get a drink of water?"

[Film:] "Let me know when you are entering a room" Yes sir!"

[Groupie:] "Ya want some? Huh?"

[Film:] "Yes"

[Groupie:] "Oh wow! Look at this tub!"

"You wanna take a bath?"

[Film:] "I'll have to find out from Mrs. Bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for here main..."

[Groupie:] "What're you watching?"

[Film:] "If you'll just let me know as soon as you can....Mrs. Bancroft. Mrs. Bancroft..."

[Groupie:] "Hello?"

[Film:] "I don't understand..."

[Groupie:] "Are you feeling ok?"

Day after day

Love turns gray

Like the skin on the dying man

And night after night

We pretend it's all right

But I have grown older

And you have grown colder

And nothing is very much fun, anymore

And I can feel

One of all my turns coming on

I feel

Cold as a razor blade

Tight as a tourniquet

Dry as a funeral drum

Run to the bedroom

In the suitcase on the left

You'll find my favorite axe

Don't look so frightened

This is just a passing phase

One of my bad days

Would you like to watch TV?

Or get between the sheets?

Or contemplate the silent freeway?

Would you like something to eat?

Would you like to learn to fly?

Would ya?

Would you like to see me try?

Ohh, No...

Would you like to call the cops?

Do you think it's time I stopped?

Why are you running away?