«She won't ever find another man like me», dr. House
St. James Infirmary I went down to St. James Infirmary I saw my baby in there She was stretched out on a long white table So cold, so sweet, so sweet, so fair Let her go, let her go, God bless her Wherever she may be She can search this world wide, wide over She won't ever find another man like me When I die bury me in straight lace shoes A box back suit and a Stetson hat Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the boys'll know I died standing pat
