i met melita in arizona at the clinic for alcoholics she was doubled over the first time i ever saw her but i could tell by the way she held back her hair i knew right then and there i just knew we were thrown from delta airlines who knows how long later it runs together but i remember all of the other passengers was booing her as we held up all our middle fingers we were wasted and man do i mean wasted we found a hotel by the airport checked in it on credit on the news in the room i seen a girl i knew from the clinic she d killed herself and poor phil hartman too it seemed her dream to be on tv was coming true where there is a will there is a way brought you to this dance in my will there will be no way to dispute that i left everything to chance said i left everything to chance