Mom never quit on me. My only regret is that she didn't live long enough to share some of the money and comforts my work in show business has brought me.
quote by Ethel Waters

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I quit my job just to quit. I didn't quit my job to write fiction. I just didn't want to work anymore.
quote by Don DeLillo

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Aarella
I love my child and my work,
I love my mind and my work,
So try and let me know if you love me too.
It is very strange!
I set up a business and my close friends are not interested in it;
But, they only wait for me to send them free sums of money.
Aarella, my friends are only interested in my money!
But, they are not ready to push up this business together with me.
They only want my money but not my business,
But the very money i do send to them is from my business.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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A Life Without Money!
Could it be possible to live without money?
Why can’t man live without money in the world?
Long back I saw an African movie about this;
It is called “Gods Must Be Crazy! ”
One can get the idea to live without money!
Even today people are living life in farm houses
Far away from the civilised world of materialism
Without needing money for any purpose there!
In the forest and farm houses far away from towns
Life of the people needs no money at all it seems!
We can live without money but not without hunger!
Nature has given hunger and also all things to survive;
It is man’s own creation to live as slaves of comforts
In the world where nothing is permanent in time bound life!
poem by Ramesh T A

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The Personal Trainer
husband
didn't pay attention when she started to change her look,
after all, she'd been saying how she wanted to for a while &
it seemed to make sense,
what with her going back to the gym full time,
after a period of time away
when they first had been married-
husband just went about his days
working more hours than he knew what to do with,
business was good &
with all the business around him seeming to fail,
he'd been putting away for the life he imagined in the future,
with or without
her-
but her time spent at the gym seemed to increase &
thought her body began to get trimmer, sexier, tighter, stronger &
she seemed to walk around the house with a new zest for life
(when he was there to see her) ,
he still didn't notice that
the personal trainer had moved in-
she had said something to him,
but he was listening less & less
as he had more & more to worry about at work,
for it was all part of building his empire.
the personal trainer was a less successful man
by the standard that money can by,
but he listened to her
as he traced her curves with his fingers in the gym
with palms of his hand smoothly gliding over her muscles
making her body quiver &
it wasn't long before in the car outside the gym
they consummated the professional relationship
again &
again &
again &
again.
as she began to show less interest in sex with her husband,
he wrote it off as a side-effect of marriage &
found himself a main squeeze on the side,
a 20 something who needed money to get her through college
with a perkiness that made him feel young again &
a body that wouldn't quit-
as he grew more distant from the wife,
she grew closer to the personal trainer,
until the day when she brought him home to the house,
when she swore the husband would be gone.
husband found out the way a husband will
when husband had been no longer interested
until another shows his face, as it is only jealousy then
which kicks in, making husband suddenly care-
but personal trainer put husband on the ground
when husband came into his own bedroom
to find personal trainer banging away his bride
who now had no interest in husband-
husband sued the personal trainer for assault &
bride to be divorced husband, taking half of everything he had,
breaking his empire down to nothing
as he had been stupid enough to not require a prenup
at the beginning of it all.
poem by Andrew Delapruch

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I was always in show business but in many ways was not really of show business. I didn't move in show business circles, particularly, still don't do it.
quote by Dick Van Dyke

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Aint Nobodys Business If I Do
Porter grainger / everett robbins
There aint nothing I can do
Or nothing I can say
That folks dont criticize me
But Im going to do
Just as I want to anyway
And dont care just what people say
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean
Aint nobodys business if I do
If I go to church on sunday
Then cabaret all day monday
Aint nobodys business if I do
If my man aint got no money
And I say take all mine, honey
Aint nobodys business if I do
If I give him my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle
Aint nobodys business if I do
But Id rather my man would hit me
Than follow him to jump up and quit me
Aint nobodys business if I do
I swear I wont call no copper
If Im beat up by my papa
Aint nobodys business if I do
Nobodys business
Aint nobodys business
Nobodys business if I do
song performed by by Billie Holiday

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Aint Nobodys Business If I Do
By porter grainger and everett robbins
There aint nothing I can do, or nothing I can say,
Some folks will criticize me.
So Im gonna do just what I want to anyway,
And dont care if you all despise me.
If I should take a notion
To jump into the ocean,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
If I go to church on sunday
And I shimmy down on monday,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
And if my friend aint got no money
And I say, all right, take all of mine honey,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
If I lend her my last nickel
And it leaves me in a pickle,
It aint nobodys business if I do.
I would rather my gal would hit me
Than to haul right up and quit me.
It aint nobodys business if I do.
I know that she wont call no copper
If she gets beat up by her poppa.
It aint nobodys business if I do, lord no.
Well, it aint nobodys business if I do.
song performed by by Eric Clapton

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Work, Work, And No Play
Do this do that
wear a smile
and not a hat
greet everyone
and when your done
go and greet another one
always ask
'how are you? '
and don't you frown
cuz your not through!
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit one day
smile all the time
and don't you whine
go count the cash
dont skip a dime
put this up
then take this down
and don't you dare
make a frown
you have 8 hours
left to go
dont make a scene
put on a show
you work hard
not hard enough
be late again
and ill get tough
work work
and no play
maybe i will quit someday
alright now the time has come
when you work day is done
see you tomorrow
with a smile
youll be here for a little while
and since you have worked
here so long
ill make sure that nothings wrong
youll take my place
sing my song
bark my orders
when im gone
work work
and no play
but i will be the
boss one day
poem by Vonna mckissick

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Theres No Business Like Show Business
Theres no business like show business like no business I know
Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are stealing that extra bow
Theres no people like show people, they smile when they are low
Even with a turkey that you know will fold, you may be stranded out in the cold
Still you wouldnt change it for a sack of gold, lets go on with the show
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk
Are secretly unhappy men because
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk
Get paid for what they do but no applause.
Theyd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye for anything theatrical and why?
Theres no business like show business and I tell you its so
Traveling through the country is so thrilling, standing out in front on opening nights
Smiling as you watch the theater filling, and theres your billing out there in lights
Theres no people like show people, they smile when they are low
Angels come from everywhere with lots of jack, and when you lose it, theres no attack
Where could you get money that you dont give back? lets go on with the show
(theres no business like show business like no business I know)
You get word before the show has started that your favorite uncle died at dawn
Top of that, your pa and ma have parted, youre broken-hearted, but you go on
(theres no people like show people, they smile when they are low)
Yesterday they told you you would not go far, that night you open and there you are
Next day on your dressing room theyve hung a star, lets go on with the show!!
song performed by by Irving Berlin

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IN Gold We Trust
IN Gold we Must Trust
Eveything is about money
Money Honey Money
Eveything we can buy
Big nice house
Education and wonderful cars
Money is our loyal friend
when we need it
it never disappoint us
Honey Money
sweet like a fantasy
even people we buy with money
have the best medical treatments
judges and politicians
If i had a lot of Money
even if my face is sour
everyone will smile at me
Anyone will love me
and respect me
Nice women with money
Money bring a lot of money
even we can buy an airplane and fly alone
none bother us in everyday trafic
with money i don't have to get up early
i don't have to feel stress because of boss mood
with money i feel happy
but i regret didn't keep the love of money when i was child
i thought that there are things more important
i didn't have a damn clue about how they're precious and friendly
they are all we will get of good
the rest is ashes of happiness...illusions and fears
poem by Kamel Kamel

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I've had 79 to 80 years of show business. I started when I was 5 with a man called Tom Mix. I didn't have time to go to school because I was in silent movies, I was in radio, I was in burlesque, I worked with the circus. I'm all show business!
quote by George Sidney

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Give You What You Want
Why didn't I call, why didn't I fall
Why didn't I hang my heart on your wall
Why didn't I know, why didn't I show
All my feelings from the word go
So if you love me, don't leave me
I promise that you'll never lack
'Cause this man's on his knees,
begging' please
Baby turn your back, yeah
I'll give you what you want
I'll do anything to make you mine
If you give me what I want
I will be yours to the end of time
Girl you won't be sorry
And you won't regret it
There's no need to worry, only if you let it
Why didn't I say, the thing that I read
Why didn't I see the signs in my head
Why didn't I speak, to you last week
When I saw you walking down my street
So if you love me, don't leave me
Alone here to die on this track
Girl rescue me, let's get this train
And we'll never look back
[Chorus]
Girl you won't be sorry
And you won't regret it
There's no need to worry, only if you let it
Oh, wow I can't let go
Oh, wow, I swear I'll take it slow
[Chorus (repeat)]
song performed by by Ronan Keating

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Contemptibility
The leaders who love comforts,
The scholars who seek comforts
And the seers who live in comforts
Deserve contemptibility.
19.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Major labels didn't start showing up really until they smelled money, and that's all they're ever going to be attracted to is money-that's the business they're in- making money.
quote by Ian MacKaye

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Up to nineteen seventy six when I quit gymnastics I was very, disappointed because I didn't have anything which is, live with. I didn't have a friend so I didn't have a coach anymore.
quote by Olga Korbut

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My Grandfather's Tears!
Stomack groans; my heart moans;
on the road, this mind roams.
What can I achieve in this life?
Eyes of my granddad dropp tears of sorrow
worrying for his ill-fated history;
expecting money from this boy jobless
to regain all his mortgaged estates.
I didn’t reclaim all his lands from a
money lender wild and heartless fickle fiend.
Failure in business sailed him to Lanka
and from there to work in Malaysia.
Brought his wealth to his native village
soon to be a landlord esteemed.
What he earned off, lost to the lender,
What he inherited, remained for his five sons.
People called me a Gandhian’s grandson
For he took part in freedom struggles.
Laying link roads to our village
Pawned his lands and bade bye to his soul.
The wealth he brought home gave him status
but his sons were useless and thoughtless.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah

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Hollywood
I live in Hollywood
Right beneath the stars
I walk around, they drive
Incredibly long black cars
I think that they could learn
A thing or two from me
While money is buying your house
It's selling your sanity
They take love for granted
Say it grows on trees
The only thing I've ever seen
On a tree was leaves
I got a girl
She keeps my feet on the ground
I concentrate on her
I don't need to shop around
CHORUS
So sweet, tastes like honey
Right down to her feet
Who could ask for more
My girl is sweeter than a candy store
I go to work
I work hard all day
She works as hard as me
'Cause we got bills to pay
We share a roof
We share a bed
But unlike the rich we share
What's in eachothers' head
CHORUS
CHORUS
I live in Hollywood
Right beneath the stars
So far it's prett good
Pretty good so far
So far so good
So far so good
So far so good
So far so good
song performed by by Warrant

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No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
quote by Samuel Beckett

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Why'd We Come
Intro
Everyone says we've come such a long, long way
We're civilized, isn't that nice?
We've gotten so smart
We know how to blow the whole world apart
But when it comes to the simple things
(like living together) . . . ha!
Verse
Why'd we have to come all this way
Is anything any easier to understand
Why'd we have to come all this way
Are we any smarter than primitive men
We still fall in love though we know better
Anything at all just to stay together
Stop wasting all my time
Chorus
Why did we come all this way
Why did we come all this way
Why did we come all this way
Why did we come all this way
Verse
Why'd we have to come all this way
We could have quit while we were way ahead
Why'd we have to come all this way
We could have just stayed home instead
The road was long and the journey was hard
We never even dreamed that we'd come so far
Chorus
Bridge
It didn't have to end up like this
It didn't have to end up like this
It didn't have to end up like this
It didn't have to end up like this
song performed by by Oingo Boingo

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Where Does All The Money Go
Orbison/price
Well I love this business, its been good to me
Ive got a different shirt to wear every day cant you see?
The crowds, they respond to me they got my tickets
And you know my pictures aint free, so Im asking you, I really wanna know
Where does all the money go?
Well I dig applause, yeah, I get high from that sound
I got roadies, tailors, barbers and bodyguards hangin round
I got a top rated tv show, they play my records on the radio
But wont you tell me true, theres one thing Ive got to know
Where does all the money go?
I got expired credit cards, a pool in my back yard
I bought myself a lot of friends, I got a mortgage on a mansion
And a mid waist expansion and at forty the fun begins
I love this business but it might be the death of me
Ive endorsed a lot of products but you dont get me name for free
Im not really hard to please, just gimme top billing in every press release
And Im asking you, just listen to my show, where does all the money go?
Well Ill be in this business till Im under the old oak tree
And the folks will pay a lot of their money just to walk over me
Ive got a hungry agent, gets a gig in every nation, and he books for my nominal fee
Well I never saw any cash, but I know somewhere theres got to be one hell of a stash
And the epitaph I want on my headstone is where did all the money go?
song performed by by Roy Orbison

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