All the Casanovas open with some killer line.
I stick my foot into my mouth every single time.
If I were a great artist, I would use my expertise,
Turn this foolish scene into my brilliant masterpiece. -- Don Conoscenti
That's the chorus of a song by a singer-songwriter I stumbled upon while trying to think of something to say to a girl in a music club in Kentucky.
In the midst of wishing I knew what to say, I listened to this troubadour with a whole song about wishing he could know what to say.