When we're dancing it almost feels the same, I've got to stop myself from whispering your name.

When we kiss my heart's on fire, burning with a strange desire. And I know that every time I kiss you, that your heart's on fire, too.

Whatever it is, go back and do it again.

When you get down to the nitty gritty, isn't it a pity that in this big city not one little bitty man will admit that he could have been a little wrong.

Life has taught me one big lesson, always keep the girlies guessing.

I knew by heart all the dialogue of James Dean's films; I could watch Rebel Without a Cause a hundred times over.

Some people tap their feet, some people snap their fingers, and some people sway back and forth. I just sorta do 'em all together, I guess.