Hell Hath No Fury Like A Hustler

For Years I've Nursed A Secret Desire To Spend The Fourth Of July In A Double Hammock With A Swingin' Redheaded Broad. But I Could Never Find Me A Double Hammock

My Greatest Teacher Was Not A Vocal Coach, Not The Work Of Other Singers, But The Way Tommy Dorsey Breathed And Phrased On The Trombone.

Fresh Air Makes Me Throw Up. I Can't Handle It. I'd Rather Be Around Three Denobili Cigars Blowing In My Face All Night.

I Think My Greatest Ambition In Life Is To Pass On To Others What I Know.

Don't Get Even, Get Mad.