“Let me fall out of the window/
With confetti in my hair”

“She's my kind of rain, hey, hey-hey.
Like love from a drunken sky-aye-yai-yai.
Confetti falling down on mine.
She's my kind of rain.”

“I was going to buy a book on hair loss, but the pages kept falling out.”

“I pray thee let me and my fellow have
A haire of the dog that bit us last night.”

“To open the window and let a wasp out of the room. Ah, is this not happiness?”

“Q: Will Fall Out Boy ever become Fall Out Man?
A: The chest hair is in the mail. So hopefully we will in four to six weeks. depending on shipping.”

“I stuck my head out the window this morning and spring kissed me bang in the face.”

“Writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay.”

“Without opium, plans, marriages and journeys appear to me just as foolish as if someone falling out of a window were to hope to make friends with the occupants of the room before which he passes.”

“Misunderstood ain’t got to be explained but you don’t understand me so let me explain, stood in the heat the flame the snow, please slow down hurricane, the wind blows my dreads swang, he had hair like wool like Wayne uhh, droppin ashes in da bible I shake them out and they fall on da rifle, scary hale Mary no tale fairy all really very extraordinary.”