There was this long lovely dancer in a little club downtown, love to watch her do her stuff.

I wish I had a nickel for every time I fell and blamed someone else. I'd give a ton of money to the ones I've hurt.

Like a rock, standing arrow straight. Like a rock, charging from the gate.

She had been born with a face that would let her get away, he saw that face and he lost all control.

I just start playing music and eventually I sing something, a line of a verse or a B section or a line of a chorus, and the line that I end up singing is related to the music I'm playing, if that makes any sense. And I go from there.

My management tells me, Don't be optimistic, because it's the young people's world now. They want to hear what they want to hear, and you're a classic rocker. I don't know if you're gonna get the play.

I used her and she used me, but neither one cared, we were getting our share.