Marlene! How many times do I have to tell you? It's not, Faaalininlovagain . . . It's, FALLING - IN - LOVE . . . that's L-O-V-E, LOVE A-GAIN.
When will you learn? You think sluuuuring your words and hanging on men's windowsills in the middle of the night will earn you fame? Tosh! Tosh, tosh and tosh again.
Oh, and apologize to Loose rivets for scratching at his window sill.