Hippies? Why, I'm The Original.

Y'know, There's Nothin' Like Tearing Up A Good Club Now And Then.

When They Look Back On Me I Want 'em To Remember Me Not For All My Wives, Although I've Had A Few, And Certainly Not For Any Mansions Or High Livin' Money I Made And Spent. I Want 'em To Remember Me Simply For My Music.

Other People - They Practice And They Practice... These Fingers Of Mine, They Got Brains In 'em. You Don't Tell Them What To Do - They Do It. God Given Talent.

You've Got To Walk And Talk With God To Go To Heaven... I Have The Devil In Me! If I Didn't Have, I'd Be Christian!

If I'm Going To Hell, I'm Going There Playing The Piano.