My grandfather was more of a oneliner guy than my dad. I hear his heavily accented Russian voice in my head, and I can't help smiling:
Chave an duh haircut 2 bits, who yuh gonna marry, Tom Mix!
He used to come over, usually driving my dad's last car, on Sundays. He loved singing songs with me, and perhaps that's why I have always loved music.
I nev uh knew Got made hon ky tonk an gels,
I did int know det you't nev a make uh wife,
Who gave up duh only one det ev uh lov ed you,
End went back to duh whylt side duh life.