I Want To Do A Musical Movie.

I Had A Little Richard And That Black Piano, Oh That Sweet Georgia Peach, And The Boy Form Tupelo.

An Agent Is A Person Who Is Sore Because An Actor Gets 90% Of What They Make.

Sweet Freedom Whispered In My Ear, You're A Butterfly, And Butterflies Are Free To Fly, Fly Away, High-away, Bye-bye.

Ever Since I Had That Interview In Which I Said I Was Bisexual It Seems Twice As Many People Wave At Me In The Streets.

The Thing About Vegas Is, I Don't Have To Fly Anywhere, And That Really Helps. It Means I Stay In One Place For Three Weeks At A Time Instead Of Flying Backwards And Forwards.