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Sonntag, 3. Mai 2015

Happy Birthday Bing Crosby!

I think popular music in this country is one of the few things in the twentieth century that have made giant strides in reverse.

Fast jeder Amerikaner, der es zu etwas gebracht hat, war früher einmal Zeitungsjunge.

Unless we make Christmas an occasion to share our blessings, all the snow in Alaska won't make it 'white'.

Reich ist, wer seine Steuern bezahlen kann, ohne Schulden machen zu müssen.

My golf is woeful but I will never surrender.

Where the blue of the night Meets the gold of the day, Someone waits for me.

Ja, ich bin stolz darauf, meine Ehrerbietung dem Reverend Satchelmouth zu erweisen. Er ist Anfang und Ende der Musik in Amerika.

There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for Hope, and there is nothing he wouldn't do for me... We spend our lives doing nothing for each other.

We'd dub the one that came off best into the final transcription. It gave us a chance to ad lib as much as we wanted, knowing that excess ad libbing could be sliced from the final product.

I'm dreaming of a white, Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know.

There is nothing in the world I wouldn't do for Bob Hope, and there is nothing he wouldn't do for me ... We spend our lives doing nothing for each other.

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