Rock and roll music, if you like it, if you feel it, you can't help but move to it. That's what happens to me. I can't help it.'

I figure all any kid needs is hope and the feeling he or she belongs.

Don't step on my blue suede shoes.

We're the perfect combination. Colonel's an old carny, and me, I'm off the wall.

Every time I think that I'm getting old, and gradually going to the grave, something else happens.

In my beach shack, we'll be alone. In my beach shack, I'll make you feel at home.

I feel my temperature rising. Help me, I'm flaming, I must be a hundred and nine.