Old enough to be drafted but not old enough to vote.

Pull my trigger, I get bigger, then I'm lots of fun. I'm your gun, I'm your gun, gun, gun.

If I spray it on the seat, lady gonna tie a big knot in the meat.

The hippies wanted peace and love. We wanted Ferraris, blondes and switchblades.

Love's a loaded gun and it shoots to kill.

I was nervous. I mean, I'd met the Beatles, and Elvis, and everybody, but this was Salvador Dalí . This was like my history.

Stick a needle in your arm, you bite the dust, you buy the farm.