Somebody did complain to me and tell me that my clothes were so loud they couldn't hear me sing.
I can't judge the way other people behave. I can only look at myself.
I have a wig for when I go outside among the regular folks, so they don't feel uncomfortable because I have a Day-Glo color somewhere in my hair.
You know, I've been playing with my hair color ever since I was nine.
Your own shoes are hard enough to fill, but somebody else's are even tougher.
You can laugh when I talk, but not when I sing.