I've been getting some bad publicity - but you got to expect that.
Nine and nine makes fourteen, four and four makes nine. The clock is striking thirteen, I think I've lost my mind.
You've got to follow that dream, wherever that dream may lead.
You only pass through this life once, you don't come back for an encore.
I'll be a fool or a wiseman, my darling, you hold the key. Anyway you want me, that's how I will be.
I want to entertain people. That's my whole life. To my last breath.