I tell you I have this theory. It goes where, you're the one who's not my sister. Cuz mom adopted you from a shoe box full of baby howler monkeys, and never told you cuz it could hurt your delicate baby feelings.
Dawn ,'Selfless'
Buffista Music 1: The Music (And Who Can Blame It) Swells
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records On the jukebox ev'ry day. All day long she plays the same old songs, And she believes the things that they say.
She sings along with all the saddest songs, And she believes the stories are real. She let's the music dictate the way that she feels.