When You're With Another Tea Smoker It

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.

And I Think To Myself What A Wonderful World. Oh, Yeah.

The Memory Of Things Gone Is Important To A Jazz Musician. Things Like Old Folks Singing In The Moonlight In The Back Yard On A Hot Night Or Something Said Long Ago.

I've Got The World On A String.

Never Play Anything The Same Way Twice.