I Don't Need Words. It's All In

All Them Weird Chords Which Don't Mean A Thing...you Got No Melody To Remember, And No Beat To Dance To

Even If I Have Two Three Days Off, You Still Have To Blow That Horn. You Have To Keep Up Those Chops... I Have To Warm Up Everyday For At Least An Hour.

Give Me A Kiss To Build A Dream On And My Imagination Will Thrive Upon That Kiss Sweetheart, I Ask No More Than This A Kiss To Build A Dream On.

I Spent Nine Days In The Downtown Los Angeles City Jail. The Judge Gave Me A Suspended Sentence And I Went To Work That Night - Wailed Just Like Nothing Happened. What Strucked Me Funny Though - I Laughed Real Loud When Several Movie Stars Came Up To The Bandstand While We Played A Dance Set And Told Me, When They Heard About Me Getting Caught With Marijuana, They Thought Marijuana Was A Chick. Woo Boy - That Really Fractured Me!

I'll Bet Right Now Most Of The Youngsters And Hot Club Fans Who Hear The Name Storyville Hasn't The Least Idea That It Consisted Of Some Of The Biggest Prostitutes In The World ... Standing In Their Doorways Nightly In Their Fine And Beautiful Negligees -- Faintly Calling To The Boys As They Passed Their Cribs.