My Punches Are Just As Hard In

Come Over Here And Sit On My Knee And Finish Your Orange Juice.

Newspapermen Ask Dumb Questions. They Look Up At The Sun And Ask If It Is Shining.

If They Ever Let Me In The Ring With Him [cassius Clay], I'm Liable To Be Put Away For Murder.

It Don't Matter As Long As He Can Count Up To 10

My Punches Are Just As Hard In Chicago As In New York.