When you write for a living, you take the proper use of language seriously …  too seriously, sometimes. For me, for example, there’s a whole class of songs that I really like, but don’t like as much as I could because there’s something seriously wrong with the language usage.

I know there must be other people out there who suffer from the same malady, who sing a little too loudly at the end of The Doors’ “Touch Me,” ” … till the stars fall from the sky for YOU AND ME!” (not “I,” darnit) or who cringe when listening to the wonderful Rosemary Clooney singing, “I Only Have Eyes for You.” (No, no, no … it SHOULD be, “I Have Eyes for Only You.”