We have nothing to fear but a decade long crippling depression. (The Onion)

Whatsisname Beats The Other Guy! (Dewey Wins!, the Onion)

Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of milk-duds. (Ken Byrd)

Woke up this morning, saw both my cars were gone. Felt so low down deep inside, I threw my drink across the lawn. (Martin Mull)

It ain't me, babe, it aint me, babe, you, babe, are looking for. Babe.

Do you want to know a secret? and The sound of silence; (the words stay the same, but as sung by Ethel Merman)