I'm The Straw That Stirs The Drink.

In The Building I Live In On Park Avenue There Are Ten People Who Could Buy The Yankees, But None Of Them Could Hit The Ball Out Of Yankee Stadium.

I Didn't Come To New York To Be A Star. I Brought My Star With Me.

It's A Fickle Town, A Tough Town. They Getcha, Boy. They Don't Let You Escape With Minor Scratches And Bruises. They Put Scars On You Here.

October: That's When They Pay Off For Playing Ball.

Blind People Come To The Park Just To Hear Him Pitch.