I'm not crazy about country-western music. But the lyrics are good.

My fastest time in high school was a 4:29 mile. I think cross-country has something to do with my longevity in my business. When you're in an eight-mile race, you never give up.

I wanna be in the headlines, anything to be in the headlines.

And if I am elected, I promise the formation of a new party, a third party, a wild party.

You ain't no Hepburn and I ain't no Fonda, but if you were drowning in Golden Ponda, mouth to mouth I'd resuscitate you.

When you touch me there, honey, makes my blood perspire, you got my body flaming like a California fire. Pulsing, pounding, pushing no longer in control, heatwave in my brain, smolder in my soul.

Rock should never be in bed with politics.