Fly Me To The Moon, Let Me

And Now The End Is Near, And So I Face The Final Curtain.

The Martial Music Of Every Sideburned Delinquent On The Face Of The Earth.

A Friend To Me Has No Race, No Class And Belongs To No Minority. My Friendships Were Formed Out Of Affection, Mutual Respect And A Feeling Of Having Something Strong In Common. These Are Eternal Values That Cannot Be Racially Classified. This Is The Way I Look At Race.

At Heart, I Guess I'm A Saloon Singer Because There's A Greater Intimacy Between Performer And Audience In A Nightclub. Then Again, I Love The Excitement Of Appearing Before A Big Concert Audience. Let's Just Say That The Place Isn't Important, As Long As Everybody Has A Good Time.

I Am A Thing Of Beauty.