I'll die another day. Sigmund Freud. Analyze this. Analyze this. Analyze this. I'm gonna break the cycle. I'm gonna shake up the system. I'm gonna destroy my ego. I'm gonna close my body now. Uh, uh. I
the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux I love his jazz, I love his style, makes me feel so nice. Oh Fats, won't you play for me a while?. That's Fats Oh well, Sigmund Freud, he gets
. Tonight the way things look, I need a book by Sigmund Freud. How brainy he was. . Gone are those evenings on Broadway. Together we'd go to a great show. But now I begin with the Late Show. And wish
the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux I love his jazz, I love his style, makes me feel so nice. Oh Fats, won't you play for me a while?. That's Fats Oh well, Sigmund Freud, he gets
the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux I love his jazz, I love his style, makes me feel so nice. Oh Fats, won't you play for me a while?. That's Fats Oh well, Sigmund Freud, he gets
that we enjoyed. Tonight the way things look. I need a book by Sigmund Freud. How brainy he was. . Gone are those evenings on Broadway. Together we’d go to a great show. But now I begin with the
brings. After curtain calls and bows I cant see the front row now. Hand me my red shoes just one more time They pushed aside our presence, they refused to go the distance. Back then I was Sigmund, back
Sigmund Freud. He said "Son, from your sad face remove the grouch. Put the body down up on the couch. I can see from your frustration a neurotic sublimation. Hey love and hate is psychosomatic. Your Rorsach