Nailing Him Was Like Trying To Thread

When I Was A Young Fellow I Was Knocked Down Plenty. I Wanted To Stay Down, But I Couldn't. I Had To Collect The Two Dollars For Winning Or Go Hungry. I Had To Get Up. I Was One Of Those Hungry Fighters. You Could Have Hit Me On The Chin With A Sledgehammer For Five Dollars. When You Haven't Eaten For Two Days You'll Understand.

I Can't Sing And I Can't Dance, But I Can Lick Any S.o.b. In The House.

I Was A Pretty Good Fighter. But It Was The Writers Who Made Me Great.

Honey, I Just Forgot To Duck.

Champions Get Up When They Can't.