"You don’t know what they’re like! You fall for ‘em, you really love ‘em, you think this is gonna be the biggest thing since the Graf Zeppelin. The next thing you know they’re borrowing money from you, they’re spending it on other dames and betting on horses. Then one morning you wake up: the guy’s gone, the saxophone’s gone, all that’s left behind is a pair of old socks and a tube of toothpaste- all squeezed out. So you pull yourself together, you go on to the next job, the next saxophone player, it’s the same thing all over again! Ya see what I mean? Not very bright."